Cicada

Em G A Em G A Em G A Em G A Em G A Em G A Em G A Em G A C D Em D/F# G A Em D/F# G A When he was just a little boy Em D/F# G A Em D/F# G A He only had one favourite toy Em D/F# G A And he had nothing on his mind Em D# D C# He never left anything behind C D No Em D/F# G A Em D/F# G A As he got older, things got worse Em D/F# G A Em D/F# G A Like he'd been born under a curse Em D/F# G A Things started to fall apart Em D# D C# They weren't like they were at the start C D No Em D A Em G A It's like a civil war growing up Em G A It's like a civil war Em G A Don't turn away Em G A It's something you can't ignore C D Em D A Growing up Em It's like a civil war Em D/F# G A Em D/F# G A Em D/F# G A And now that he was in his teens Em D/F# G A Em D/F# G A He'd started to learn what life means Em D/F# G A Problems were still appearing Em D# D C# They didn't look like disappearing C D No Em D A Em G A It's like a civil war growing up Em G A It's like a civil war Em G A Don't turn away Em G A It's something you can't ignore C D Em D Growing up A C D A C D A C D Bb B C D Em G A Em G A Em G A Em G A Em G A Growing up Em G A It's like a civil war Em G A Don't turn away Em G A It's something you can't ignore Em G A Growing up Em G A It's like a civil war Em G A Don't turn away Em G A It's something you can't ignore C D Em D A Growing up It's like a civil war