Stitches

Abm E (2x) Abm Every hour is a season E Every minute lasts a day Abm So I sit here picking stitches E I find comfort in decay F# E How I long to fill my lungs Abm E B Well my wings were clipped and even if they weren't F# (Even if they weren't) Abm E B I've not the guts to fly and leave behind the Earth F# (Leave behind the Earth) Abm E There's no poetry in my soul, B F# Just a list of lies I've told, Abm E B F# And I don't know how much longer I can hold on. Abm So tell me how does it feel to, E Breathe air cold and clean Abm E 'Cause I've been living on my knees since I was seventeen F# E Thought I was safe beneath the smoke, F# E But even under cover I still choke Abm E B Well my wings were clipped and even if they weren't F# (Even if they weren't) Abm E B I've not the guts to fly and leave behind the Earth F# (Leave behind the Earth) Abm E There's no poetry in my soul, B F# Just a list of lies I've told, Abm E B F# And I don't know how much longer I can hold on. bridge: G#m E G#m F# E G#m E F# Abm E Poetry, in my soul. List of lies, that I've told... (2x) Abm E B Well my wings were clipped and even if they weren't F# (Even if they weren't) Abm E B I've not the guts to fly and leave behind the Earth F# (Leave behind the Earth) Abm E There's no poetry in my soul, B F# Just a list of lies I've told, Abm E B F# And I don't know how much longer I can hold on.