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C One strum Nobody ever thought much of the fat kid in fifth grade C Fmaj7 C 'Cause he told the jokes in hopes to cover up his pain Fmaj7 C All he ever wanted was to fit in with the crowd Fmaj7 C Though he never did, the crowd would become a familiar sound Fmaj7 C He couldn't see all that he'd become Fmaj7 C And in times of weakness, strength would come Fmaj7 He planted seeds, but watered weeds C Dm C G It only left him thirsty, but I'm all I need to succeed C Fmaj7 C I was searching in a landfill for authenticity Fmaj7 Oh- oo- oo, ay-ay-ay C Fmaj7 C Fmaj7 C I was smelling plastic roses, expecting something sweet Fmaj7 C Nobody ever thought much of the sad boy writing songs Fmaj7 C 'Cause it takes the trophies and green paper till they tag along Fmaj7 C When he had no voice, nobody even knew his name Fmaj7 C But in five years time, they'll all claim that fat kid in 5th grade C Fmaj7 C Fmaj7 I was searching in a landfill for authenticity Oh-oh-oh, ooh-ooh-ooh C Fmaj7 C Fmaj7 I was smelling plastic roses, expecting something sweet One strum each C Fmaj7 But sometimes searching in a landfill is exactly what you need