Eraser chords

G#m _ _ _ D#m _ E _ _ F# _ G#m _ .
_ _ _ D#m _ E _ _ F# G#m I was born inside a small town, I lost that F# state of mind.
E Learned to sing inside the Lord's F# house but stopped the B age of nine.
G#m I forget when I get awards now, the wave I had B to ride.
E The paving stones I played B upon that kept me on the grind.
So blame it on the pain G#m that blessed me with F# a life.
Friends E and family filled with envy when F# they should be filled with pride.
B And when the world's against me's G#m when I really come D#m alive.
And E every day that Satan tempts me I try F# to take it in B my stride.
G#m You know that I've got whiskey with white lies F# and smoke in my E lungs.
I think life has got to F# the point I know G#m without it's no fun.
I need to get in the right mind F# and clear myself E up.
Instead I look in the F# mirror questioning G#m what I've become.
Guess it's a stereotypical day for D#m someone like E me.
Without a 9-5 F# job or G#m a uni degree.
To be caught up in the trappings of F# the industry.
E Show me the locked doors, F# I'll find another B use for the E key.
And you'll see.
I'm B well aware of F# certain things that can C#m destroy a man E like me.
But B with that said, give F# me one D# more.
A#m _ .
G#m _ _ _ _ E Another F# one to take the G#m stand.
I am happy on my own so here I'll stay.
_ E Save your loving F# arms for a G#m rainy day.
And I'll find comfort in my pain Razor.
I used to think that nothing could be better than touring the world with my songs.
E I chased the pics of perfect F# life, I think they G#m painted it wrong.
I think that money is the root of all evil and fame is E hell.
Relationships and F# hearts you G#m fix, they break as well.
And ain't nobody wanna see you D#m down in the dutch.
E Because you're living your dream F# man, it G#m should be fun.
Please know that I'm not trying to preach like I'm Reverend Run.
I beg you don't be disappointed with the man I've become.
All conversations with my father on the A14.
E Age 12, telling F# me I've got to G#m chase those dreams.
Now I'm playing for the people dad and they know me.
With my beat and small guitar, wearing the same old jeans.
Wembley Stadium crowd, 240 thou.
E I may have grown up but F# I hope that G#m Damien's proud.
Until the next generation, inspirations allowed.
The world may be filled with hate F# but keep erasing it now, E somehow.
B I'm well aware of F# certain things that will E befall a man like me.
But with B that said, give me one F# more.
_ G#m _ _ _ _ _ E Another one G#m to take this pain away.
_ I E am happy on F# my own G#m so here I'll stay.
_ Save your loving arms for a rainy day.
And I'll E find comfort B in my pain, G#m I'm Razor.
_ And I'll find comfort in my pain, I'm Razor.
_ And I'll find comfort in my pain, I'm Razor.
Welcome to the new E show.
F# I guess you G#m know I've been away.
We're a minute E north.
F# But my heart G#m will stay the same.
Welcome F# to the new E show.
F# I guess you know I've been G#m away.
We're a minute C#m north.
My pain, G#m Razor.
_ And I'll find E comfort F# in my pain, G#m I'm Razor.
_ And I'll find E comfort in F# my pain, G#m I'm Razor.
And I'll find E comfort in F# my pain, G#m I'm Razor.
And I'll find E comfort in my