First Floor People
BarcelonaVersion1
90
Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
First floor people. I'll take my place among the throngs
Every-one reading books on how not to fall
Some may say, the world looks the same through red eyes; no way
Covered in dirt off the floor, I'm seeing straight
Don't be scared if you know
Help me to ex-plain myself
Who am I to fool now if you're gone, you're gone?
If I am found below the ground, I'm searching, desperate.
Pre-pared people, take your places on deck.
I'm a lost boy with no one to tell me I am safe
Overarching rules have
told me not to think about,
Who am I to fool now if you're gone, you're gone?
If I am found below the ground, I'm searching, desperate.
This hole is deeper by the hour
My hands are bleeding I spin around
You're no-where
I'll throw away my ugly plans
They're too tired to push me anywhere but down
So who am I to fool now if you're gone, you're gone?
If I am found below the ground, I'm searching, desperate.
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Readable chord sheet for First Floor People by Barcelona
Fi[Em]rst fl[D]oor p[Am]eople. I'll t[Em]ake my pl[D]ace am[Am]ong the thr[Em]ongs E[Em]very-[D]one re[Am]ading bo[Em]oks on h[D]ow n[Am]ot to f[Em]all S[Em]ome may s[D]ay, the wo[Am]rld looks the s[Em]ame through r[D]ed eyes; [Am]no w[Em]ay C[Em]overed [D]in d[Am]irt off the f[Em]loor, I'm s[D]eeing s[Am]tra[Em]ight D[D]on't be scared if y[G]ou kn[C]ow H[D]elp me to ex-pl[C]ain myself W[G]ho am [Em]I to fo[G]ol n[D]ow if you're g[Em]one, y[D]ou're gone? If [G]I am fo[Em]und bel[G]ow the gr[D]ound, I'm se[D]arch[Em]ing, d[D]esperate. P[Em]re-p[D]ared p[Am]eople, t[Em]ake your pl[D]aces [Am]on d[Em]eck. I'm a l[Em]ost b[D]oy with [Am]no one to t[Em]ell me [D]I am [Am]saf[Em]e O[D]verarching r[G]ules h[C]ave t[D]old me not to th[C]ink about, W[G]ho am [Em]I to fo[G]ol n[D]ow if you're g[Em]one, y[D]ou're gone? If [G]I am fo[Em]und bel[G]ow the gr[D]ound, I'm se[D]arch[Em]ing, d[D]esperate. Th[C]is hole is deeper by the h[D]our My hands are bleeding I spin ar[Am]ound You're n[C]o-w[D]here I'[C]ll throw away my ugly pl[D]ans They're too tired to push me a[Am]nywhere but d[C]ow[D]n So w[G]ho am [Em]I to fo[G]ol n[D]ow if you're g[Em]one, y[D]ou're gone? If [G]I am fo[Em]und bel[G]ow the gr[D]ound, I'm se[D]arch[Em]ing, d[D]esperate.