Reprieve

Dm Bb F Dm F C 2x Dm F Bb Dm Is there a place up in heaven where they store the world’s debris? C F Dm I swear I’m not a wicked person; is there a wasteland for me? F Bb Dm Am I scared? I’m fucking terrified, these thoughts eat me alive C F (From the inside) Dm Bb F Dm F C 2x Dm F Bb Dm Is there a church down in hell where the addicts go to meet? C F Dm Seeking shelter from their demons, trading shame for amnesty? F Bb Dm Am I scared? I’m fucking terrified, these thoughts eat me alive C F From the inside Dm Bb I am a liar, I am a sinner F I am the furthest from the grace that my parents made C Dm I’m reminded of it every single day Bb (I am the snake, I am the snare F Who’s beats of my own heart’s what kept me marching C With no legs to get me there.) Dm Bb We’re all liars, living sinners F Now the furthest from the grace that our parents made C It won’t define me in any way Dm Bb F Dm F C (adds a finger to the high e string’s 1st fret in the last C