Chords for Dirty Harry - Ticking Time ft. Jesse Sendejas (Days N Daze) - Official Music Video

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[G] _ _ [Cm] _ [G] _ [Cm] _ One thing that is constant in the hands of [G] time, the sand's passing through [Ab] a focal point
of movement alive.
[Cm] You can tell me each objective you're correct [G] to avoid, but it's still a [Ab] fucking given where
it makes us [Cm] avoid.
Life's too risky, tell me how much you give away.
[G] Are you really that condemned?
[Ab] We can check in [Cm] your grave.
If there's really a tomorrow, you can put it [G] away.
But it's the bottom of the [Ab] barrel and it gets harder to [Eb] scrape.
But, I [Bb] don't want to live my life [C] this way.
Clean your [Ab] nose, clean your fork, and I won't erase [Eb] your flesh.
[Bb] You're a hibber, head [Cm] over heels, no right deals, [Ab] people's heels, under the master's
hammer, heavy [Eb] to beg.
[Bb] Take a long walk through the valleys and [C] the shadows that tap.
Take [Ab] the shortcut to the mud, I'll inside [Eb] the big roof.
I feel like shit, I [Bb] need assistance.
My head is constantly [Cm] spinning, nothing's real.
Take [Ab] a second to find the [G] courage to put your [Cm] hands on the wheel.
[Ab] [G] Whoa, on the [Cm] wheel again.
[Ab] Whoa, [G] on the [Cm] wheel again.
[Ab] Whoa, [G] on the wheel again.
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To every friend that was living, I'm no longer amiss.
[G] I miss you more, passing [Ab] time, like I miss being a kid.
[Cm] To every member of my family that is passing [G] can see, I'm really sorry I've been thinking
[Ab] none of this.
If [Cm] you're correct, every single fucking person that is healing [G] the press, I can say I [Ab] understand
what beats in my [Cm] chest.
Calling names, remembering empathy and overwhelming [G] stress.
You think life is fucking [Ab] messy, it gets harder if you [Eb] don't cry.
[Bb] I don't wanna live my [C] life this way.
Bringing [Ab] a nose, walking along [Eb] like a razor's edge.
You're a [Bb] hibber, head [Cm] over heels, no right deals, [Ab] people's heels, under the master's
hammer, [Eb] heavy to beg.
Take [Bb] a long walk through the valleys and [Cm] the shadows that tap.
Take [Ab] the shortcut to the mud, I'll [Eb] inside the big roof.
I feel like shit, [Bb] I need assistance.
My head is constantly [Cm] spinning, nothing's real.
Take [Ab] a second to find [G] the courage to put [Cm] your hands on the wheel.
[Ab] [G] Whoa, on [Cm] the wheel again.
[Ab] Whoa, [G] on [Ab] the wheel again.
Whoa, [G] on [Cm] the wheel [G] again.
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And it's true this life is pointless, brings significance to us.
[G] And it makes us feel [Ab] imperious when people think of us.
[Cm] It's just the fact that we've been worthless, you should give us this worth.
[G] We're shattering cells of [Ab] independence and it's making shit worse.
[G] This is what [Cm] we've got to look forward to for the rest of our lives.
[G] You can understand why so many [Ab] of us are so sick, so you can die.
[Eb] So, I [Bb] don't wanna live my life [C] this way.
Bringing a [Ab] nose, walking [Eb] along like a razor's edge.
You're a hibber, [Bb] head over [Cm] heels, no right [Am] deals, people's [Ab] heels, under the master's
hammer, [Eb] heavy to beg.
Take a [Bb] long walk through the valleys and the [Cm] shadows that tap.
[Am] Take a [Ab] shortcut through the monoliths and [Eb] big reds that feel like shit.
All I [Bb] need is in my head is nothing [Cm] spinning, nothing's real.
Take a [Ab] second to find the [G] courage to put your [Ab] hands on the wheel.
Whoa, [G] on the [Ab] wheel again.
Whoa, [G] on the [Cm] wheel again.
[Ab] Whoa, [G] on the wheel again.
And it's true [Cm] this life is pointless, brings significance to us. Hey!
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Why are we put here to suffer and [G] die?
We're all so [Ab] impermanent, why even try once to play once again?
Life's a [G] scam, we're just saving up [Ab] money to pay.
[Cm] Will the casketer hurt?
I'm [G] exhausted and ready to [Ab] burn.
All my [Cm] rivals, I'm snapping my fingers to chaos.
It's [G] been good for life, we'll break [Ab] out at the end of my [Eb] tunnel.
I [Bb] don't want to live my [Cm] life this way.
King of [Ab] nosers, walking along like a [Eb] razor's edge.
You're a [Bb] hibber, head over [Cm] heels, no right deals, [Ab] people's heels, under the master's
hammer, [Eb] heavy to beg.
Take [Bb] a long walk through the valleys and [C] the shadows that tap.
Take [Ab] a shortcut through the [Eb] monoliths and big reds that feel like [Bb] shit.
All I need is in my head is [Cm] nothing spinning, nothing's real.
Take a second to [Ab] find the courage to [G] put your hands on [Ab] the wheel.
Whoa, [G] on the wheel [Ab] again.
Whoa, [G] on the [Ab] wheel again.
Whoa, [G] on the [Cm] wheel again.
[G] Now put your [Cm] hands up on the wheel.
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