Chords for JT

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_ [G] A _ [C] _ _ [G#] _ _
_ _ [G] song a day, six years, [C] seems like light years away from [F#] today
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_ [G] Too many _ [Am] coincidences and [C] instances of God's hand, it's insane _ _ _ _ _ _
I thought my way to greatness, I could claim this, but he [Em] gave me [E] the brain
_ [C] _ And _ _ those [G] thoughts can get [C] confusing, it's amusing, but tonight we celebrate
_ [Em] _ _ [C] Lay me down, hurt me, _ _ [G] I'll be home
Let me know, I'm [C] ready to go
Conspired to sound, I'm [G] now a clone
Oh, what's [C] reality lately?
Remember dreams seem far away, who's pinching pennies [G] like Lane and Hardaway?
Now my feeds make fleas for holidays, they bring sin, I don't [F] mean John Travolta
Remember [C] dreams seem far away, who's pinching pennies like Lane [G] and Hardaway?
Now my feeds make fleas for holidays, [C] they bring sin, I don't mean John Travolta
[G] _ _ _ [C] And I don't mean John Travolta
_ _ And [G] I don't mean John Travolta
Dancing under sunset [C] in the mountains, just reflecting for the day _ _ _ _ _
I've seen [Em] this in my head a million times, [C] but I see it come to life, it's just insane _ _ _ _
[F] _ Champagne and orange juice, [C] mimosas were a pulp fiction in [Am] a way
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And that all [G] can get confusing, it's amusing, [C] but tonight we [Em] celebrate
_ _ [C] _ Lay me down, hurt me out, I'll [G] be home
Let me know, I'm [C] ready to go
Conspired to sound, I'm now [G] a clone
Oh, what's reality [F] lately?
Remember dreams seem far away, who's pinching pennies like Lane and [G] Hardaway?
Now my feeds make fleas for holidays, they bring sin, I don't mean [C] John Travolta
Remember dreams seem far away, who's pinching pennies like Lane and [G] Hardaway?
Now my feeds make fleas for holidays, they bring sin, I [C] don't mean John Travolta
Burn me, _ hold [G] me up, _ let me out _ _
[F] _ I'll be silent, silent, now [G] and _ forever
Oh, what's reality [C] lately?
_ Remember dreams seem far away, who's pinching pennies like Lane and [G] Hardaway?
Now my feeds make fleas for holidays, they bring sin, I [C] don't mean John Travolta
Remember dreams seem far away, who's pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway?
[E] Now my feeds make [G] fleas for holidays, they bring sin, I [C] don't mean John Travolta _ _ _ _ _ _
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[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] Lay me down, _ hurt me out _ _ _
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