C
Starts of dreams, I'm able to breath underwater, someone's daughter's
F
sugar, Southern weather voice, with Lucky Strikes she stries to cover the
Dm F
Smell, cover the
C G
noises of his mouth
Dm F
blue out the plains of his face, cover the
C Dm F
noises he makes
C G
There's a man, and I hate him plainly
F D C G
nothing fancy in how glad I watched them bury him
C G
But ever since then, I can feel him all around me
Am G F
clawing like a crowd
Am G F
Like the weather sucks me in and spits me out
C G
Understand I am only as he made me,
Am Dm
a faithful servant to all of the noise,
Am
all of the lights,
C
all the flashing in my head,
Dm
the sound of his mouth,
F
loud as a crowd,
C G
and you're lucky that you're dead
Dm F
because Clemency is tugging me
C Dm
but I'm sorry that she's weak.
Am C G Dm F C G Dm F C
C Dm F
Because I won't be merciful
C G
like what got you first in your throat,
Dm F
I will be real, real slow,
C G
just like a wheel, turn over.
Dm F
I'm like a wheel.
C G
I'm like a wheel
Dm F C G X5
Am Dm F G Dm
I'll be real, I'll be real.
F C
I'll turn over like a wheel.