Worry For Naught

F#
Another claw to the chest, so very harming
C#
Yet it's difficult to find it alarming
D#m
I said it was fine, I'll get over it
B                    C#
But those aiming to kill know my address
F#
Another beast in the closet feeling anger
C#
Another desperately calling for a savior
D#m
No word that I can say will capture it
B                        C#
And nothing seems to be curing my regret

D#m        B
Woah-oh-oh
                              F#    C#
Please let me, please let me go-o-o
                      D#m      B
I need a, need a new ho-o-ome
                          F#
I will admit cause now I know
                       C#
I'm too afraid to be alone
There are always shadows

F#                                 C#
Stop telling me I'm afraid of the fall
                       D#m
It's becoming too much
                                    B
Dead silence echos inside of these walls
            C#
And it's becoming too much
F#
The dim light of the moon
                         C#
Calls me to hearken the soon
                                      D#m
Coming stab of this heartfelt harpoon
                                    B
Stop telling me I'm afraid of that call
         C#
It's becoming too much

F# C# D#m B
        C#
It's becoming too much
F# C# D#m B C#

D#m               B
Woah-oh-oh (Long ago)
                              F#     C#
Please let me, please let me go-o-o
                        D#m  B
I need a, need a new ho-o-ome (Is when I let my inhibitions show)
                          F#
I will admit cause now I know (I didn't grow)
                      C#
I'm too afraid to be alone
There are always shadows (Strong enough to keep from falling low)

F#                               C#
Stop telling me I'm afraid of the fall
                      D#m
It's becoming too much
                                    B
Dead silence echos inside of these walls
            C#             F#
And it's becoming too much
The dim light of the moon
                         C#
Calls me to hearken the soon
                                      D#m
Coming stab of this heartfelt harpoon
                                   B
Stop telling me I'm afraid of that call
        C#
It's becoming too much

D#m                   B
Another night passes by into the morning
F#                       C#                 F#
Yet the sheer lack of sleep had zero warning

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