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Rytmy: d-du-u-du

[Verse 1]
F     Fm         C                                F
Often I am upset that I cannot fall in love but I guess
                Fm                       C
This avoids the stress of falling out of it
F       Fm              C
Are you tired of me yet?
                                    F
I'm a little sick right now but I swear
               Fm                     C
When I'm ready I will fly us out of here
Am F  C
Ooooo, I'll cut my hair
Am F  C
Ooooo, To make you stare
Am F  C
Ooooo, I'll hide my chest
         Am                         F          C
And I'll figure out a way to get us out of here
Am F C  Am F C  Am F C  Am F C
Ooooo,  Ooooo,  Ooooo,  Ooooo
 
[Verse 2]
F             Fm              C              D                        F
Turn off your porcelain face, I can't really think right now and this place
             Fm                      C
Has too many colours enough to drive all of us insane
        F        Fm                    C
Are you dead? Sometimes I think I'm dead
            G                                  F
Cause I can feel ghosts and ghouls wrapping my head
                  Fm                  C
But I don't wanna fall asleep just yet
 
 
[Chorus]
Am F  C
Ooooo, My eyes went dark
Am F  C
Ooooo, I don't know where
Am F  C
Ooooo, My pupils are
         Am                         F          C
But I'll figure out a way to get us out of here
 
[Bridge]
Am
Get a load of this monster
D
He doesn't know how to communicate
F
His mind is in a different place
C                                D
Will everybody please give him a little bit of space
Am
Get a load of this trainwreck
D                                               F
His hair's a mess and he doesn't know who he is yet
                 Fm
But little do we know, the stars
C
Welcome him with open
 
Am
Get a load of this monster
D
He doesn't know how to communicate
F
His mind is in a different place
C                                D
Will everybody please give him a little bit of space
Am
Get a load of this trainwreck
D                                               F
His hair's a mess and he doesn't know who he is yet
                 Fm
But little do we know, the stars
C
Welcome him with open arms
 
[Bridge]
F Fm
 
[Outro]
Am F  C
Ooooo, Time is
Am F  C
Ooooo, Slowly
Am F  C
Ooooo, Tracing his face
Am               F     Fm                C
But strangely he feels at home in this place