So Long Sentiment taby ukulele według Celldweller

Am                      F     Dm                    
Under this crushing wait, I'm sinking
Am             F     Dm                             
It never goes away, the thinking
Am                F    Dm                            
Echoes in empty rooms decaying
Am          F       Dm       A                        
Alone to face the rest of me

Am                                               
So long sentiment 
    F          Dm                                 
It doesn't matter now

Am                                               
What the hell is wrong with me?
                      E                         
Why am I torturing myself?
Am                                               
Inhaling all these memories
                             E                  
Like a breath of fire sent from hell 

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Lead in my gut, not in my spine
   Dm                                           
I feel distracted all the time
 Am                 F           Dm                   
Well lucky me I'm finally all alone 
                                               
I'll miss you

 Am                                               
So long Sentiment 
   F           Dm                                
It doesn't matter now

 Am                                               
What the hell is wrong with me?
                     E                          
Why am I torturing myself?
 Am                                               
Fixated on these memories
                         E                      
Like a prisoner inside a cell

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With nothing useful to say and no one to listen to it
 Dm                                                        
Filling the deep with the pain, I slowly sink into it
 Am                                                         
Consider questionable things to try to get me through it
  E                                                       
I've tried to push it away but I always give into it
  F                                                         
Long for the taste of the rain that finally helps subdue it
          Dm         E                              
And washes this all away

 Am                    F     Dm                      
Under this crushing wait, I'm sinking
  Am            F      Dm                            
It never goes away, the thinking
   Am             F        Dm                        
Echoes in empty rooms are saying
  Am         F        Dm       A                      
“Time to erase the rest of me”