Torn Parody

F And so I'm kind of scared of beeing here. Am Bb There's lots of talking lots of singing without protective gear Bb So all your germs are in the air F Back during sars I was just a child Am didn't seem to know, seem to care Bb About the virus running wild Bb But now I'm freaking out alright Dm I sterilize sanitize C My hands are allways freaking dry Am C There's just so many things that C I can't touch F I'm torn F C How do I use the lift Dm How do I get the door Bb F I hold on to my bags, cuz all the germs fall to the floor C And when I get the train Dm I'll stand using my core Bb F Because I don't know who the hell has touched that pole before C Dm Bb Dm C I need to hibernate, I wanna go back home... F So then I finnally went out on the street Am After days of beeing at home Bb And hiding at my sheets Bb But then I start to worry 'cause Dm There's nothing left C At the grocery store C Am I can't find bok choy no more C There's just white people things F Like pasta cheese and corn F C Where the hell's the rice Dm Why's it three times the price Bb And when I ask the staff, F Lets say she wasn't very nice C There's dust in my eye Dm But if I touch it I might die Bb F I think the only way to get it out is start to cry C Dm Bb I need to hibernate, I need to go back home... Dm Bb Dm Bb F C Home... ooooh Dm I sterilize, sanitize C My hands are allways freaking dry Am C There's just so many things that C I can't touch F I'm torn F C How do I use the lift Dm How do I get the door Bb F I hold on to my bags, 'cause all the germs fall to the floor C And when I get the train Dm I'll stand using my core Bb F Because I don't know who the hell has touched that pole before C Where the hell's the rice Dm Where the hells the meat Bb There's panic in the air, F 'cause there's no toilet rolls no more C We need a little faith Dm C Bb We'll get through this my friends Dm C Whoa...