Note Idol

Dm Dm Dm A Dm I can't decide between what I love A And what's good for me Dm A The beaten path is so calm and safe and warm Dm A Just the thought of familiar streets makes my stomach churn Dm A A house is not always a home C A Dm May we never die bored, may we never grow old C A Dm May we never die sick, may we always live bold Dm A Sometimes I miss the calm and I miss a home Dm A But I love to rage and I love to roam Dm A And I hate the fucking stench of languid air Dm Sure a roof and bed and meal is nice A But hell I'm a man who likes to roll the dice Dm So I think I'll take my chances livin A Dm Instead of just survivin even if its a shorter life so C A Dm May we never die bored, may we never grow old C A Dm May we never die sick, may we always live bold Dm And I've made up my mind now I'll never stop movin' A To settles to give in to welcome the tomb Dm And I'd rather thrive in the scars (Dm) And burns, bite marks, and bruises A Than wither away in some small white-walled room Dm 'Cause the stable, the stagnant, the sickening still A The death-like serenity's poised for the k**l Dm My mind, soul, and body A Dm How quickly they atrophy introduced back to that bane (plague) A Called complacency Go! C A Dm May we never die bored, may we never grow old C A Dm May we never die sick, may we always live!!