Chords for Fox Stevenson - Out My Head (Acoustic)

We get this one right, we get food.
Oh. _ _
1, 2, 3.
Oh.
[F] _ Hey, we're out here
trying to get it, trying to get it done.
I lost faith for a minute there.
I'm working [G#] hard in the hot sun.
I'm [Fm] trying to [Cm] keep that [C#] to myself.
_ [D#] _ Just [A#] trying to
keep [Cm] that [C#] to myself.
_ [D#] _ [F] _ _ Hey, we're out here
and we're working
hard.
We're bound
for glory.
_ Collecting
these [D#] stars and [G#] trying
to keep that [C#] to myself.
[D#] Oh.
[Fm] Man, if this desert [C#] isn't hell.
_ [G#] _ [Fm] All dressed up in good [C#] intention.
Running fast in [D#] no direction.
Guess we [Fm] get to rest up
[C#] when we're dead.
[A] I'm [Fm] being mean, breaking bones
and learning [C#] lessons.
Trying to shake
these burning [D#] questions.
I can't
[Fm] get the fuck out [C#] of my
_ [D#] _ head.
Yeah, we got
this.
We grind till
dawn.
Small bombs
in the closet.
Buried treasure
on the front lawn.
I'm [C#] trying
to keep that to myself.
_ [D#] _ Whoa,
[F] man, I'm just keeping it [C#] to myself.
[N] Yeah.
[F] Hell yeah, we got
this.
Good luck is
a game plan.
Wasteline
on a wish list.
Waste
time in [D#] the wasteland.
I'm [Fm] trying
[Cm] to keep back [C#] from that.
_ _ [Cm] _ [Fm] Nowadays,
the [Cm] sky's so
[A#m] _ near. [Fm] We're
all dressed up in good [C#] intention.
Running fast in [D#] no direction.
Guess we [Fm] get to rest up
when we're [C#] dead.
[D#] I'm [Fm] being mean, breaking bones
and learning [C#] lessons.
Trying to shake
these burning [D#] questions.
I can't
[Fm] get the [Cm] fuck out [C#] of my head.
_ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _
[C#] _ Oh, thank you
[G#] for opening a [C#] dust bowl.
_ _ [Fm] Oh, _ _
[C#] _ I guess that [D#] we'll know
[C] when we're supposed [C#] to know.
_ [D#] _ [F] _ [Fm] Hell yeah, we
[C#] got this.
Good luck
is a [D#] game plan.
[C] Wasteline
on a wish [C#m] list.
[D#] Waste time in [F] the wasteland.
[Fm] Trying to keep [C#] back from the fear.
_ _ [Cm] Nowadays, the [G#] sky's don't
seem so near.
[A] _ _ _ _
[Em] [Fm] We're
all dressed up in good [C#] intention.
Running fast in no [D#] direction.
Guess [F] we get to rest [C#] up
when we're dead.
I'm [G#m] being mean, [Fm] breaking bones.
Learning [C#m] lessons.
Trying to shake
these burning [D#] questions.
I [Fm] can't
get [Cm] the fuck [C#] out of my [Fm] head.
_ Oh,
_ [C#] _ _ thank [D#] you for
[G#m] opening [Cm] [C#] a dust bowl.
_ [Fm] _
Oh,
I _ [C#] _ _ guess that [D#] we'll know
[C] when we're supposed [C#] to know.
[G#]
[F] Oh,
we're all dressed up in good intention.
Rowdy seems to want to
mention nothing here is
ever as it seems.
[C#] Yeah.
_ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
It's mine. _ _ _ _ _
Found it!
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _