You'll Only End Up Joining Them
Kevin DevineVersion1
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Tonight I'm posed and popping like a peacock
I'm pressing flesh, I'm smiling big, my spinning head sings "Stop, just stop"
Cause what used to calm me down
Just rips my life to ribbons now
So I keep smiling, I find my window and quick cut out
These days my hangman's hunger makes my gut kick
My sleeping mind, could map it blind
flask, key, bag, fifth
I try to will myself away
While shouting habits plead their case
So when the sun sears through my eyes
My beggar's brain can't compromise
I splash cold water, I draw the curtains, I stay inside
And I can't say that it's a sickness, more like a stranger I ask in
And later realize, was a strangler
Slipping nooses in my den
But I was lonely so I asked him, "*Could* you tie that one on me?"
It wasn't his fault, I was eager, and I was weak
So as I inch towards resolution
Yea I'm not sure which life feels right
A narrow noose or the wading water
The hanging head, sore open eyes
my brother michael he went one way
And at the fork I heard him say
"Don't you follow, don't go making my mistakes"
And I realized what he meant
Don't kill yourself to raise the dead
It never works you'll only end up joining them
end on C
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Readable chord sheet for You'll Only End Up Joining Them by Kevin Devine
[C]Tonight I'm posed and popping like a pea[F]cock
I'm pressing fl[Dm]esh, I'm smiling big, my spinning h[G]ead sings "Stop, just stop"
Cause what us[F]ed to calm me do[G]wn
Just rips my l[E]ife to ribbons n[Am]ow
So I keep smi[F]ling, I find my wi[G]ndow and quick cut o[C]ut
The[C]se days my hangman's hunger makes my gut [F]kick
My sleeping m[Dm]ind, could map it blind
[G]
[A] flask, [A] key, [A] bag, [A] fifth
I try to [F]will myself away[G]
While shouting[E] habits plead their cas[Am]e
So when the [F]sun sears through my e[G]yes
My beggar's b[E]rain can't compro[Am]mise
I splash cold [F]water, I draw the [G]curtains, I stay ins[C]ide
And I can't [C7]say that it's a s[E7]ickness, more like a st[Am]ranger [G]I ask [F]in [Dm]
And later r[C7]ealize, was a s[E7]trangler
Slipping [Am]nooses [G]in my den[F] [Dm]
But I was [F]lonely so I [G]asked him, "*Could* you [E]tie that one on [Am]me?"
It wasn't [F]his fault, I was [G]eager, and I was [C]weak
So as I [C7]inch towards resol[E7]ution
Yea I'm not [Am]sure which l[G]ife feels [F]right [Dm]
A narrow [C7]noose or the wading [E7]water
The hanging [Am]head, sore o[G]pen eye[F]s [Dm]
my brother [F]michael he went [G]one way
And at the [E]fork I heard him s[Am]ay
"Don't you [F]follow, don't go[G] making my mis[C]takes"
And I [F]realized what he me[G]ant
Don't kill you[E]rself to raise the d[Am]ead
It never [F]works you'll only[G] end up joining [C]them
end on C