G
sometimes i feel like a dead man
Em
when i walk around my house
C
petrified of going out
G                           D
i couldn't leave to save my life

G
i'm a waste of my freedom
Em  
cuz i've imprisoned myself
C
with this crippling lack of wealth
G                       D
and my decaying sense of self


           C   Em    G     
and i have two years left


G
and i hate my future
Em
i hate my job
C
and i'm such a fucking slob
G                     D
oh, my apartment is a mess


G
and i am very resentful
Em
that life isn't art
C
and harry potter & voldemort
G                             D
are works of fiction, not our world


            C   Em    G
and we have two years left


D
and i hate sleeping
Em
and i hate waking up
C               G
with a sense of shame
D
and i hate sleeping
Em
and i hate waking up
C                                       D
and i can't afford to give a fuck about myself


-solo, background is verse chords-

G

           C   Em    G           
and i have two years left
C   Em    G
two years left
C   Em    G       D
two years left to go
C   Em    G
two years left
C   Em    G
two years left
C   Em    G       D
two years left to go