Chords for kwassa - Native

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [Am] Is this real life? _
[C] Is this what I [G] came for?
Did I leave behind?
_ What should I stay for?
[G] All alone [D] I _ was hiding [G] away, could not [D] try to keep the things and thoughts I lost.
_ [Am] _ _ [Em] _
Away, [C] away.
But the island we [G]
call [Am] home.
Away, away.
It doesn't listen _ anymore.
[Em] Away, [C] away.
Now these roots are [G] _ overgrown. _
_ [C] I need space to breathe in.
_ I'm breaking [Dm] now, not running [C] away.
I'm gone next, _ I'm gone next.
_ _ What a wasted [Dm] time and these _ [C] barricades.
I'm gone next, _ I'm gone next.
[Am] _ _ _ Sliding through the [C] open, _ staring into the sun.
Now they're breaking the ocean.
Now the time has [Am] come.
Something in [C] my blood tells me I can't stay.
I'm gone next, [F] _
I'm gone next.
[C] It's near. _ _
_ _ [G] _ [Am] And I _ [C] realized I don't [G] speak the language.
[Am] It all sounds the same, _ [G] but I don't understand it.
Found a [D] way out, _ [G] _
out to higher ground to [Am] get myself [D] out of the lust that I'm found.
_ [Am] _ _ [Em] Away, _ [C] away.
But the island [G] we call [C] home.
Away, away.
It doesn't listen [Am] anymore.
[Em] Away, [C] away.
Now these roots are [G] _ overgrown.
I [C] need something to believe in.
_ I'm breaking [Dm] now, not running [C] away.
I'm gone next, _ I'm gone next.
_ _ What a wasted [Dm] time and these _ [C]
barricades.
I'm gone next, _ I'm gone [Am] next.
_ _ Sliding through the [C] open, _ staring into the sun.
Now they're breaking the ocean.
Now the time [Am] has come.
Something in [C] my blood tells me I can't [F] stay.
I'm gone next, _ I'm gone next.
_ [Am] _ Away, _ [C] away. _ _ _ _ _
_ Away, _ away.
I'm gone next.
_ [Am] _ Away, _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ away.
I'm gone next [Am] again.
_ _ _ _ [C] _ Searching for an island in the [F] storm.
_ _ [C]
Looking for a place to [Am] be reborn. _
_ [C] And I'm breaking down the woods to build [D] my home.
_ To call [C] my home.
I'm gone next.
_ _ Something in my [D] blood tells me I can't stay. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ I'm breaking [Dm] now, not running [C] away.
I'm gone next, _ I'm gone next.
_ _ What a wasted [Dm] time and these _ [C] barricades.
I'm gone next, _ I'm gone next.
_ [Am] _ _ Sliding through the [C] open, _ staring into the sun.
Now they're breaking the ocean.
Now the time [Am] has come.
Something in [C] my blood tells me I can't stay.
I'm gone next, _ I'm gone next. _ _ _ _
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