Chords for Ren - "Troubles" (Acoustic Version) [Lyrics] Showroom Partners Entertainment @RenMakesMusic

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_ _ [B] Oh, Lordy, now [A] I'm in trouble so _ hard _ Oh, [C#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
Lordy, now [A] I'm in trouble so _ _ hard
And don't nobody know my _ [C#m] troubles but God _ _ _ [F#m] Don't nobody [A] know _ [C#m] my troubles but [B] God _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#] I [B] don't reach into the past very much [F#] for these shards of [F#m] shattered glass [E] and harsh paper cuts
Leave me stuck [C#m] when I reach it, [B] memories are seeping
_ [C#] Hydrochloric acid, I go to war and get passive and freeze up
[C#m] Music help the ice [B] to thaw, [F#] put the chisel [F#m] in the middle, swing the [E] hammer of Thor
Pull it [C#m] out of the impossible, [B] Excalibur sword
[F#] Edging your past for the reasons why my feelings are sore
The first day that I got sick, ejected from the cockpit [A] of living
_ [D#] Nineteen, young teen, waking up [C#m] bitten
Posters up, [B] manhunt, wren went [F#m] missing
Hard to have [D#] faith when the gods don't [C#m] listen
The first year [B] maybe was the hardest, waking in the body that [E] was buried like a carcass
[C#m] Brain in the lion's den, [B] body in the shark pit
[A] Waking up in pain again, [E] aching, broken hearted, persistent little bugger
I was bouncing from a doctor to a doctor to a doctor
Like [F#m] a table tennis game that [C#m] has no end
So be [G#m] the fate of wren, [E] every single question answered with [F#m] a question on the end
[C#m] The second year I came to terms [G#m] with giving up my dreams
[E] My mind severed from the means that helped me [F#m] write these rhyme schemes
Brain [C#m] was inflamed, the [G#m] fatigue was crushing
[E] Hard to remain sane with your [F#] brain _ combusting
_ [C#m] _ And the third year [D#m] was [E] murder, living in a [F#m] purgatory
Full of worry, [E] wouldn't live to be [C#m] thirty
Lifestyle [D#m] hurt [D#] me, always in my [F#m] bed
Tomb, rearranged the [E] alphabet, all the letters spelled [B] doom
Light hurt my [D#m] eyes, popping [E] pills to survive
[E] When you're twenty three and mentally you're steadily [C#m] declining
Twenty four I was poor, [D#] disability benefits
What's the benefit of disability, it's irrelevant
Twenty five, the scars that were etched they cracked
Elastic bands only stretched so far and then snapped [C#m] deep in _ psychosis
_ [B] Hallucinations, trouble, vision, [A] visits from the underworld [B] were conjuring my superstition
Twenty five, living [B] back at home with my mum
But [F#m] not because I'm a bum, [Em] alone and physically done
[C#m] So thin, so frail, [B] so weak I'd become
And [F#m] my skin so pale, never kissed [C#m] by the sun
One time I carved a hole in [B] my chest just to feel
[A] I wish that was a metaphor, [F#m] the struggle [G#m] was real
[C#m] When you're living in the [G#m] holocaust you buckle and kneel
[G#] There's relief in the teeth of the kiss of [G] cold steel [C#m] Facts
Twenty [B] six I'm highly medicated [A] and the pain sophisticated
While I'm [G#] lying broken naked [C#m] on my back
I brought my [B] microphone into my coffin, [A] started dropping raw thoughts
[G] With a dream reaper knocking [C#m] on the track
But then [A#] man, lo and behold, I [F#m] saw this angel beckon [E] on a treacherous road
Was [B] a stem cell doctor with a generous glow
And [F#m] a cell transplant [E] brought me out of the cold
And [C#m] my skin got younger and [B] my body got stronger
And [F#m] my stomach felt hunger for [E] a door that was [Em] closed
And [C#m] my soul heard music for [B] the first time
Beauty was [F#] a word I'd [E] use with this gift of gold
[C#m] Oh lord I forgive you, [G#m] lord I forgive you, [F#m] lord I forgive you
Make me whole, [C#m] this music I give you
[G#m] The pain that I live through
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Everything I've been through is yours to hold
[C#] _ Oh _ _ [G#m] _ _
lordy now, [F#m] _ trouble so high
_ _ [B] _ Oh _ [G#m] _ _
_ lordy now, [F#] trouble so high
_ _ [F#m] _ Don't nobody [A] know _ my _ [B]
troubles but God
_ _ [F#m] Don't [A] _ nobody know [C#m] my _ troubles but God _ _ _
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