Forward

(início)

Am       G
My room, 3am
F              C
music blasting out of that system
Am        G
High life in my head
    F                  C
the only other thing I got are my problems
Am        G                  F       C
and when life starts pushing down
       Am            G
I just jack up that stereo
      F                   C
and I leave this freakin' town
CHORUS
         Am            G          F      C
And  the sound don't belong to anyone
        Am             G
You can take it if you need it
        F              C
Or just go it on alone
      Am              G              F       C
There ain't nothing purer in this world
     Am             G       F     C
Than when mistress music just takes control
        Am          G           F        C
and it just keeps pushing me forward yeah
Am    G   F                C
Forward into something better
        Am          G           F        C
and it just keeps pushing me forward yeah
Am    G   F                C
Forward into something better
Am            G
Sun rising through the blinds
F                C
another night I left behind
Am                  G
Neighbors pounding on the walls
    F               C
But I don't give a fuck at all
Am      G               F       C
Turn it up and tune it out
      Am                   G
There ain't no sense in listening
      F                 C
To something you don't care about
CHORUS
        Am            G          F      C
And the sound don't belong to anyone
         Am             G
You don't have to justify
        F              C
When you just take it if you want
      Am              G              F       C
There ain't nothing realer in this world
      Am            G   F  C
Than when me and her are just pushing across that floor
        Am          G           F        C
and it just keeps pushing me forward yeah
Am    G   F                C
Forward into something better
        Am          G           F        C
and it just keeps pushing me forward yeah
Am    G   F                C
Forward into something better
And if..
Am       G
My room, 3am
F               C
music blasting out of that system
Am            G
Half a spliff in my hand
     F                 C
My mind's above, my eyes are red
Am        G                   F       C
and when life starts pushing down
       Am            G
I just jack up that stereo
     F                        C
and I leave this freakin' town