Chords for Jon Bellion - Eyes To The Sky (Official Audio)

_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ Oh, yeah, [C] anxiety dances
_ _ Across my pillowcase, my [F] god, it dances
_ [Dm] It's [F] like one, two, step, it's [C] asking stupid questions
_ _ Like, are you living right?
Such [F] stupid questions
_ _ Cause I'm just trying to, [Am] I'm trying to live, I'm trying to [C] rise
I thought this shit, the [F] devil tries, [Am] which is why I [C] leave my eyes to the sky _
Insert, something really dope right here
I'm supposed to write a hook, but all I wanna say is
I just [F] wanna be happy, I just wanna be happy, [C] wanna be happy, yeah
I'm supposed to write a hook and hook right here
Money in the picture, blah, blah, yeah, yeah
I just [F] wanna be happy, I just wanna be happy, wanna be happy, [D] yeah
I've been [C] working my ass off, _ that's why Christina left me
Been [F] working my ass off _ on this project
But I [C] guess that it's okay, _ my family never liked you
I [F] guess that it's okay, _ now I'm just, I'm just
I'm [G] trying to live, I'm trying to rise
[C] I thought this shit, the [F] devil tries, [Am] which is why I [C] leave my eyes to the sky _
Insert, something really dope right here
I'm supposed to write a hook, but all I wanna say is
I just [F] wanna be happy, I just wanna be happy, wanna [C] be happy, yeah
I'm supposed to write a hook and hook right here
Money in the picture, blah, blah, yeah, yeah
I just wanna [F] be happy, I just wanna [Dm] be happy, wanna [C] be happy, yeah, yeah
Listen, boo-boo, bang with [C#] me, yeah, I'm smarter than yo average
Raised around Brooklyn-based Italian
There's so much soul up in my Johnson, I don't need a rapper on it
Cause the urban's in my testes, but I [C] come in pop packaging
Yikes, bunch of pics, talk shit, we call that cactusin'
We don't want no Fight Club, don't want no Brad [F] Pittin'
Rain bands like this shit just went a mad livin'
Ruttin' on my champagne, what movie are you [G] actin' in?
Seventh grade, I said I'm bout to [C] leave the masses then
My ex [F]-girlfriend, sister said you [Am] babbling
Even back then, [C] could crack drug trafficking _
I'm tryna lay, I'm tryna rise, [Dm] above the shit [C] the devil tries
Which is why I'll keep my eyes to the sky
You're gonna be okay, kid, you're gonna be okay
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