Macklemore – Wings chords ver. 3

VERSE 1:

Gm                                         D#I was seven years old, when I got my first pair, And I stepped outside

                 A#                                      DAnd I was like, "Momma, this air bubble right here, it's gonna make me fly"
           Gm                            D#I hit back-court and when I jumped, I jumped, I swear I got so high
              A#7                                         DI touched the net, "Momma I touched the net," this is the best day of my life
     GmAir Max's was next, That air bubble, that mesh
     D#The box, the smell, the stuffin', the tread,
     CmIn school, I was so cool, I knew that I couldn't crease 'em
     A#                              DMy friends couldn't afford 'em, Four stripes on their Adidas
       GmOn the court I wasn't the best, but my kicks were like the pros
    D#                                                 CmYo, I stick out my tongue so everyone could see that logo
                                
Nike Air Flight, but bad was so dope
             A#                         DAnd then my friend Carlos' brother got murdered for his Fours*, whoa
                     GmSee he just wanted a jump shot, but they wanted to start a cult though
                  D#Didn't wanna get caught, from Genesee Park to Othello
          GmYou could clown for those Pro Wings, with the Velcro, Those were not tight
                DI was trying to fly without leaving the ground,
        GmCause I wanted to be like Mike, right, Wanted to be him,
D#I wanted to be that guy, I wanted to touch the rim
Cm    I wanted to be cool, and I wanted to fit in,
A#                     DI wanted what he had, America, it begins

CHORUS:

Gm                     D#          CmI want to fly, Can you take me far away? Give me a star to reach for
A#              D                     GmTell me what it takes, And I'll go so high
                     D#        I'll go so high, My feet won't touch the ground
           Cm                                           A#          DStitch my wings, And pull the strings, I bought these dreams, That all fall 

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VERSE 2:

Gm                                                     D# We want what we can't have, commodity makes us want it
                                            A# So expensive, damn, I just got to flaunt it
                                                DGot to show 'em, so exclusive, this that new shit
                                                        GmA hundred dollars for a pair of shoes I would never hoop in
                                     D# Look at me, look at me, I'm a cool kid
                                                  CmI'm an individual, yeah, but I'm part of a movement
                                                   
My movement told me be a consumer and I consumed it
       A#                         DThey told me to just do it, I listened to what that swoosh said
     GmLook at what that swoosh did
                          D# See it consumed my thoughts
                                                           
Are you stupid, don't crease 'em, just leave 'em in that box
Cm                                                A# Strangled by these laces, laces I can barely talk
                         DThat's my air bubble and I'm lost if it pops
GmWe are what we wear, we wear what we are
    D# But see I look inside the mirror and think Phil Knight tricked us all
       A# Will I stand for change or stay in my box
      D                                                      GmThese Nikes help me define me, but I'm trying to take mine, off

Gm D#  A#  D (X4)

CHORUS:

Gm                     D#          CmI want to fly, Can you take me far away? Give me a star to reach for
A#              D                     GmTell me what it takes, And I'll go so high
                     D#        I'll go so high, My feet won't touch the ground
           Cm                                           A#          DStitch my wings, And pull the strings, I bought these dreams, That all fall 

down

VERSE 3:

Gm D# Cm A# D (X1)

GmThey started out, with what I wear to school
           D#                               That first day, like these are what make you cool
          A#And this pair, this would be my parachute
        DSo much more than just a pair of shoes
                    GmNah, this is what I am
                                     
What I wore, this is the source of my youth
      D#This dream that they sold to you
              CmFor a hundred dollars and some change

Consumption is in the veins
          A#             D       And now I see it's just another pair of shoes


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