Capo 2
intro:
[C] [Am7] [Fmaj7] [Fmaj7]
verse 1:
I'm setting [C]pen to paper a[Am7]gain
Lost my sense of [Fmaj7]home from the words that I've [Fmaj7]said
But the [C]thoughts have begun to fer[Am7]ment in my head
And content mani[Fmaj7]fest don't feel [Fmaj7]good enough for them
So I [C]try and transcend my [Am7]ego
But don't we know, [Fmaj7]it will never [Fmaj7]work
Maybe I'll [C]just descend to [Am7]dirt
So it be[Fmaj7]coming food for [Fmaj7]worms
chorus:
Would [Am7]anyone listen to this
The [Fmaj7]ramblings of a lunatic
My [Dm7]mind does play an awful trick
The [Fmaj7]ramblings of a lunatic
Would [Am7]anyone listen to this
I'm [Fmaj7]running from my emptiness
My [Dm7]brain is tired, my stomach's sick
The [Fmaj7]ramblings of a lunatic
verse 2
Why [C]has constructing sentences be[Am7]come like pulling teeth
Wiping [Fmaj7]dental records clean, is the [Fmaj7]carcass even me
Is [C]this catharsis, thera[Am7]peutic plunge to darkness
Or e[Fmaj7]laborating over my [Fmaj7]mediocrity
Maybe [C]this is a result of me [Am7]finally accepting
That I'll [Fmaj7]be alone forever, that [Fmaj7]I deserve forgetting
It's a [C]pointless endeavour, and [Am7]maybe it's upsetting
But I've never [Fmaj7]felt
more comfortable in the [Fmaj7]concept of things ending
chorus:
Would [Am7]anyone listen to this
The [Fmaj7]ramblings of a lunatic
My [Dm7]mind does play an awful trick
The [Fmaj7]ramblings of a lunatic
Would [Am7]anyone listen to this
I'm [Fmaj7]running from my emptiness
My [Dm7]brain is tired, my stomach's sick
The [Fmaj7]ramblings of a luna[Am7]tic [Fmaj7] [Dm7] [Fmaj7]
[Am7] [Fmaj7] [Dm7] [Fmaj7] [Fmaj7]
verse 3:
Maybe [Am7]this writer's block that [Fmaj7]I've been perceiving
Is to [Dm7]stop me diving deeply into [Fmaj7]my internal being
[C]Falling into darkness be[Am7]low my surface tension
E[Fmaj7]motional suppression, my [Dm7]coping mechanism
'Cause [C]all my friends are dying, some [Am7]faster than the others
Lungs [Fmaj7]filling up with fluid, place [Fmaj7]face under the covers
'Cause [C]all my friends are dying, some [Am7]faster than the others
I'm [Fmaj7]trying to distract myself
from the [Fmaj7]fears that I've discovered
final chorus: (x2)
Would [Am7]anyone listen to this
The [Fmaj7]ramblings of a lunatic
My [Dm7]mind does play an awful trick
The [Fmaj7]ramblings of a lunatic
Would [Am7]anyone listen to this
I'm [Fmaj7]running from my emptiness
My [Dm7]brain is tired, my stomach's sick
The [Fmaj7]ramblings of a lunatic
I'm setting [C]pen to paper a[Am7]gain
Lost my sense of [Fmaj7]home from the words that I've [Fmaj7]said
But the [C]thoughts have begun to fer[Am7]ment in my head
And content mani[Fmaj7]fest don't feel [Fmaj7]good enough for them
So I [C]try and transcend my [Am7]ego
But don't we know, [Fmaj7]it will never [Fmaj7]work
Maybe I'll [C]just descend to [Am7]dirt
So it be[Fmaj7]coming food for [Fmaj7]worms
chorus:
Would [Am7]anyone listen to this
The [Fmaj7]ramblings of a lunatic
My [Dm7]mind does play an awful trick
The [Fmaj7]ramblings of a lunatic
Would [Am7]anyone listen to this
I'm [Fmaj7]running from my emptiness
My [Dm7]brain is tired, my stomach's sick
The [Fmaj7]ramblings of a lunatic
verse 2
Why [C]has constructing sentences be[Am7]come like pulling teeth
Wiping [Fmaj7]dental records clean, is the [Fmaj7]carcass even me
Is [C]this catharsis, thera[Am7]peutic plunge to darkness
Or e[Fmaj7]laborating over my [Fmaj7]mediocrity
Maybe [C]this is a result of me [Am7]finally accepting
That I'll [Fmaj7]be alone forever, that [Fmaj7]I deserve forgetting
It's a [C]pointless endeavour, and [Am7]maybe it's upsetting
But I've never [Fmaj7]felt
more comfortable in the [Fmaj7]concept of things ending
chorus:
Would [Am7]anyone listen to this
The [Fmaj7]ramblings of a lunatic
My [Dm7]mind does play an awful trick
The [Fmaj7]ramblings of a lunatic
Would [Am7]anyone listen to this
I'm [Fmaj7]running from my emptiness
My [Dm7]brain is tired, my stomach's sick
The [Fmaj7]ramblings of a luna[Am7]tic [Fmaj7] [Dm7] [Fmaj7]
[Am7] [Fmaj7] [Dm7] [Fmaj7] [Fmaj7]
verse 3:
Maybe [Am7]this writer's block that [Fmaj7]I've been perceiving
Is to [Dm7]stop me diving deeply into [Fmaj7]my internal being
[C]Falling into darkness be[Am7]low my surface tension
E[Fmaj7]motional suppression, my [Dm7]coping mechanism
'Cause [C]all my friends are dying, some [Am7]faster than the others
Lungs [Fmaj7]filling up with fluid, place [Fmaj7]face under the covers
'Cause [C]all my friends are dying, some [Am7]faster than the others
I'm [Fmaj7]trying to distract myself
from the [Fmaj7]fears that I've discovered
final chorus: (x2)
Would [Am7]anyone listen to this
The [Fmaj7]ramblings of a lunatic
My [Dm7]mind does play an awful trick
The [Fmaj7]ramblings of a lunatic
Would [Am7]anyone listen to this
I'm [Fmaj7]running from my emptiness
My [Dm7]brain is tired, my stomach's sick
The [Fmaj7]ramblings of a lunatic
