G-force Unsigned - Road Trip
Misc. Unsigned BandsVersion1
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Chords in this song
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My head is empty as I walk around, wondering what to do,
Were on a road trip and Im all alone and Im feeling kinda screwed,
Im so lonely Im losing my own mind, all my thoughts are scrambled, what did I leave behind?
On a road trip, feeling so alone, on a road trip all I can do is moan,
I hate it cos Im feeling so alone, and its hurting me.
On a road trip trying to keep my head, and when I get there I think I will be dead!
Looking out the window I see all the stars, I heave a great sigh and then I start to cry,
Its been so long; its been a road trip where words cannot explain the pain,
On a road trip trying to keep my head but when I get there I know I will be ahead,
My fathers calling and I dont answer, I feel like being alone,
Its the last song of my road trip; its time to go home.
Its a long drive home; Im getting kinda tired,
Passing through the little towns, the light fading around me,
When I get home I can finally sleep, all I can do is weep.
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Readable chord sheet for G-force Unsigned - Road Trip by Misc. Unsigned Bands
[Em]My head is empty[C] as I wa[G]lk around, wondering wha[D]t to do, Were on[Em] a road trip and[C] Im all alone a[G]nd Im feeling k[D]inda screwed, Im so l[Em]onely I[C]m losing my own mind, all my tho[G]ughts are scrambled, what did I [D]leave behind? On a roa[Em]d trip, [C]feeling so alone[G], on a road trip[D] all I can do is moan, I hate i[Em]t cos I[C]m feeling so alone, and[G] its hu[D]rting me. On a roa[Em]d trip t[C]rying to keep my[G] head, and when I get there I th[D]ink I will be dead! Looking [Em]out the window I[C] see all the sta[G]rs, I heave a great sigh and the[D]n I start to cry, Its bee[Em]n so long; its been a r[C]oad trip where words can[G]not explain the [D]pain, On a roa[Em]d trip t[C]rying to keep my[G] head but when I get there I kno[D]w I will be ahead, My fathe[Em]rs calling and [C]I dont answer, [G]I feel like bein[D]g alone, Its the[Em] last so[C]ng of my road tr[G]ip; its time to[D] go home. Its a l[Em]ong driv[C]e home; [G]Im getting kind[D]a tired, Passing [Em]through the litt[C]le towns[G], the light fading aroun[D]d me, When I g[Em]et home [C]I can finally sl[G]eep, all I can do is weep.