Libriyum

C
Loaded to brim with Librium
C                                 Bb
Hallucinating in some retro tele nova
           F
Just using worse drugs to quit the drugs
                               C
We're using to stay comfortable enough
F                    A
Used to be I’d drink myself through every twist and turn
             Dm
But now I’ve grown up
  Bb
A bit
And seen some shit
        C
Made my mistakes
I’ve lost and won
           F
What did I learn?

F  Dm
Bb

      F
Holy shit I’m not dependent anymore
It’s fucking weird
             Bb
I’ve been an addict for a decade
Now I can see the world so clearly
          Am
And it’s terrifying
   F
My mind it feels rejuvenated
All those thoughts I drown out
         C
For so long are bubbling back up
          Am
And their driving me crazy
    F
Oh, look now I can feel again
The numbness has evaded
         C
How real life it’s fine and dandy
         Am            C
No, it’s not I fucking hate this
        F                     C           Am
Is this really how all these sober people live
              C          F
Life sober is over stimulating
         C
Piece of shit
              Am                C
This feelings hell and boring normalcy
          F
Why did I even quit?

                F               A
Oh, yeah that’s right I almost died
         Dm                                Bb
So, I suppose I’ll give this sober train a ride
   F                             A
At least until I yank out all my teeth
                        Dm
Does this boredom never cease?
             Bb
Reality is a disease
                        F
Oh, lord I need fucking drink

F     Dm  Bb

F
I sit in slippers on a dog hair coated sofa
                                     Dm
Staring at the ceiling contemplating god
F
Why I numb myself and what I’m so afraid of
                                        Bb
All while trying to ignore these racing thoughts
       F
I've a never-ending nagging
Need to figure out the point
   C
Or maybe there just isn’t one
We’re all just maladroit
        Dm
Moronic Meaningless abominations
                                            Bb
Hurdling towards an empty everlasting blank oblivion
Dm             F
The clarity is killing me
                        Dm
But so were the drugs
          Dm             F
Why can I not just exist happily
              F
Without being numb?
         Dm
Is there something I’m missing
       Bb
Which others have found?
          F
If you’ve answers inform me
          C                Bb
I’m being drug down by the weight of unknowing
It’s really bummin’ me out
             C
I’ve been to hell and back
And seen so much
Bb
Beneath the heavens
               F
So, what did I learn

F Bb Dm X2

F               Bb       Dm
Left to my own devices
F                       Bb     Dm
And stripped of all my vices
Bb
I possess a tendency
    Dm                    F
To overthink and analyze things
                     F
But I don’t think it worthless
                   F
To contemplate our purpose
Bb
Now that our society
Dm
Appears to have become so thoughtless
F
It seems especially important
                      Bb
That we take a sec to gather some perspective
Dm
And remember that we’re all just specs
F
Of dust within a vast expanse
Created out of happenstance
Bb                            F
Diluted from the same initial spark

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