Chords for Matt Pless - What You Will - Official Music Video

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[F] I had a friend who had to vent on [Am] a time that left him quite [Dm] preclamped.
I asked exactly what he meant and [C] helplessly he said,
[F] I'm just a boy with a broken dream and a chemical dependency
[Dm] that's eating up what's left of me while they [C] say plan ahead.
[Dm]
He asked his [Am] father, what's the point?
The [C] future ain't too bright.
[Dm]
Then dad [Am] replied, for the first time I think [C] you might be right.
[F] Cause your [C] generation's on [F] medication, blinded [C] by [F] inebriation,
wallowing [C] in [F] procrastination, frankly [C] bored of [F] education,
live [C] in fear of foreign [F] nations, nuclear [C] _ [F] annihilation,
searching [C] for an [F] explanation while I [C] have the [Bb] realization
that it's [C] all my fault and [F] such is life.
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_ _ I held a girl for a bit of a [Am] while in an age where a smile was out of [Dm] style.
She made denial seem [Bb] worthwhile, I never [C] quite knew how.
[F] She had a voice and a wish for [Am] fame and claimed the world would know her [Dm] name.
I told her I once felt the [Bb] same, but look where [C] I am now.
[Dm] So darling [Am] keep your head on [Bb] straight, this vision won't [C] pan out.
[Dm] She'd say I [Am] always get my [Bb] way and you can just [C] get out.
[F] So she worked real [C] hard and she danced away,
[F] but she put on a play for her mirror all day [F] and the years went by.
[C] She turned 28 over the hill [C] and a little too late,
[F] with deteriorating mental health, the president's dead [C] cause she proved herself.
[F] And though you never [C] heard her sing, [F] she's on magazines and TV screens
while she sits and smiles in a prison cell [F] where she hung [C] herself with a studded [Bb] belt.
She went out [C] like a star and [F] such is life.
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I knew a fella so tried [Am] and true, he's a lot like me and a bit [Dm] like you,
who struggled through what bound him to [Bb] a social web of [F] lies.
He saw the things he chose to see [Am] inside a world of [Dm] fantasy
and he never fit too comfortably in [C] anybody's [Dm] eyes.
But when [Am] the system pulled [Bb] his card and said you [C] turned out right,
[Dm]
we fed you [Am] fear for 18 years, preparing [C] for a fight.
[F] So son [C] get off that [F] unicorn and come [C] try on this [F] uniform
cause these are [C] the colors that never [F] run, red, white, [C] blue and a silver [F] gun.
Though he never laid [C] a finger on anyone, [F] he just sang his [C] songs and had his [F] fun.
On the battlefield [C] he met his [F] end when he took a [C] bullet to save his [F] friend.
His mom got [C] word the other [F] day in a letter that [C] read thanks [Bb] anyway,
but that's [C] how freedom rings [F] and such is life.
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My thoughts on everybody [Am] else would lead me back to view [Dm] myself
and take the sorrow that I felt to build [C] a case in point.
[F]
My home sweet home of lemon [Am] drops where dinner's served on [Dm] countertops.
The healthy family unit [Bb] stops when parents [C] disappoint.
[Dm] The [Am] stranger's hand that feeds you [Bb] is a jackal [C] in disguise
[Dm] that sends us [Am] poison arrows [Bb] from apocalyptic [C] skies.
[F] There's a fallout [C] child with an empty [F] face who will finish [C] last in the human [F] race
in a vegetative [C] state at his parents' [F] place.
And a shame [C] disgrace who's afraid to [F] age his rage [C] enslaves.
A caged [F] white dove who's raised [C] on drugs and selfish [F] love.
The product [C] of a time [F] defined by me, [C] myself and I
[F] combined with a slow [C] decline on a string of [F] pills
while the world keeps turning [C] we're standing still and growing up all wrong.
The sandbox lines are drawn, the [Bb] backward beat goes [C] on. _ _ _
And such is [F] life.
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