My World

Gm Dm Eb F 2x Gm F Getting through winter Dm Eb Gm Is taking forever F Dm I'm trying to figure Eb Gm Which one your breath or toes smell yeast F Dm Maybe it's jibber Eb Gm Maybe the Eels left dreams on ma tongue Cm Sick little bird Dm I think I heard Eb F Gm You soiling a number with dark pointy turds Gm F We're drawing old patterns in chain Eb Cm Dm It's slicing the butter real thin Gm F You can't keep it longer within Eb Cm No talk to me walk with me Dm Gm After all we’ve been through F This crap isn’t new Eb Monsters and cycles Cm Constantly glued Dm Gm F Eb Cm Dm Hold on to my words, no doubts occur, its needless to say but Gm You're all my world Dm Eb Cm Dm Gm All my world, all of my world Gm F Dm Battling a thick blur Eb Gm D’you see land? No sir F Dm It never occurred Eb Gm To us we'd stay at sea so long F Dm Maybe its idle Eb Gm Maybe its meant to blow apart Cm I blow my nose Dm And check from real close Eb F Gm Ma quality buggors are telling me no Gm F We're drawing old patterns in chain Eb Cm Dm It's slicing the butter real thin Gm F You can't keep it longer within Eb Cm No talk to me walk with me Dm Gm After all we’ve been through F This crap isn’t new Eb Monsters and cycles Cm Constantly glued Dm Gm F Eb Cm Dm Hold on to my words, no doubts occur, its needless to say but Gm You're all my world Dm Eb Cm Dm Gm All my world, all of my world