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Here We Are

Patrick Park
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
Here  we are  with burning skin
Where  we've always  been
And  we all collide
In  the rising tide
Then  weather in  the wind
We  live our lives
Like  hands are tied
 And dead  in days  of dreaming
Embrace  the race
Of  every days
But  forsake  the feeling
Are  we killing  time
While  these days  unwind?
We  can't see past  our own  sad stories
 And  wonder what  we're missing
 We  can't see past our  own sad stories
 And  forget how  to listen
Oh,  oh...
 But did there ever come a time
 When things weren't so defined?
 We've given new names
 To our hopes and our pain
 But love just gets harder to find
 We wrestle with what we think we should say
 And hang ourselves out in the air
 But most of the time
 I think you'll find
 The world's just pretending to care
 And it's a crying shame
 How we get so trained
 We can't see past our own sad stories
 And wonder what we're missing
 We can't see past our own sad stories
 And forget how to listen
 We can't see past our own sad stories
 And wonder what we're doing
 We can't see past our own sad stories
 And forget who it is we're fooling
 Well, here we are with burning skin
 Where we've always been

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Readable chord sheet for Here We Are by Patrick Park

[A]   [Amaj7]   [D]   [A]

[A]Here we [Amaj7]are with [D]burning [A]skin
[A]Where we've [Amaj7]always b[D]een   [A]
[A]And we all [Amaj7]collide
[D]In the rising [A]tide
[A]Then weather [Amaj7]in the w[D]ind   [A]

[A]We live our [Amaj7]lives
[D]Like hands are [A]tied
And [A]dead in [Amaj7]days of [D]dreamin[A]g
[A]Embrace the [Amaj7]race
[D]Of every [A]days
[A]But for[Amaj7]sake the f[D]eeling[A]

[F#m]Are we k[D]illing t[A]ime
[F#m]While these [D]days u[E]nwind?

[F#m]We can't see [D]past our [A]own sad [E]stories
And[F#m] wonder [D]what we're [A]missin[E]g
W[F#m]e can't see [D]past [A]our own sad [E]stories
And[F#m] forget [D]how to [A]listen[E]
[D]Oh, o[E]h...

But did there ever come a time
When things weren't so defined?
We've given new names
To our hopes and our pain
But love just gets harder to find

We wrestle with what we think we should say
And hang ourselves out in the air
But most of the time
I think you'll find
The world's just pretending to care

And it's a crying shame
How we get so trained

We can't see past our own sad stories
And wonder what we're missing
We can't see past our own sad stories
And forget how to listen

We can't see past our own sad stories
And wonder what we're doing
We can't see past our own sad stories
And forget who it is we're fooling

Well, here we are with burning skin
Where we've always been

[GSS]

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