D G A G
An open road where I can breathe
D G D
Where the lowest low is comin to me
D G A G
I can pull myself back up back down
D G D
Stuck together like a readymade
D G A G
And nobody knows where we been
D G D
Cancelled rations are running thin
D G A G
Watches tick out of tune
D G D
Falling apart like a readymade
C
And my bags are waiting
A
In the next life
D G A G
Rubbish piles fresh and plain
D G D
Empty boxes in a pawn shop brain
D G A G
License plates stowaway
D G D
Standing in line like a readymade
C
And my bags are waiting
A
in the next life
D G A G
An open road where I can breathe
D G D
Where the lowest low is comin to me
D G A G
I can pull myself back up back down
D G D
Stuck together like a readymade
C
And my bags are waiting
A
in the next life
