[G#m]　[E]　[F#]

[G#m]　[E]　[F#]

 

I was born inside a [G#m]small town, I lost that state of mind

Learned to sing inside the [E]Lords House, but stopped at the age of [F#]nine

I forget when I get [G#m]awards now, the wave I had to ride

The paving stones I [E]played upon that kept me on the [F#]grind

So blame it on the [G#m]pain, that blessed me with the life

Friends and family filled with [E]envy when they should be filled with [F#]pride

And when the world's [G#m]against me is when I really come alive

And everyday that Satan [E]tempts me, I try to take it in my [F#]stride

 

You know that I've got [G#m]whiskey with white lies and smoke in my lungs

I think [E]life has got to the point I know [F#]without it's no fun

I need to [G#m]get in the right mind and clear myself up

Instead I [E]look in the mirror questioning [F#]what I become

Guess it's a [G#m]stereotypical day for someone like me

Without a [E]nine-to-five job or a [F#]uni degree

To be [G#m]caught up in the trappings of the industry

Show me the [E]locked doors, I'll find another [F#]use for the key, and you'll see

 

[E]I’m well [B]aware of certain [F#]things that can [C#m]destroy a man like me

[E]But with that said, [B]give me one [F#]more,[D#] higher

[G#m]　[E]Another one to [F#]take the sting away[G#m]

I am [E]happy on my [F#]own so here I'll stay[G#m]

Save your [E]loving arms [F#]for a rainy day[G#m]

And I'll find [E]comfort in my [F#]pain, eraser

 

I used to think that nothing [G#m]could be better than touring the world with my songs

I changed the [E]picture, perfect life, I think they [F#]painted it wrong

I think that [G#m]money is the root of all evil and fame is hell

[E]Relationships and hearts you [F#]fix, they break as well

And [G#m]ain't nobody wanna see you down in the dumps

Because you're [E]living your dream and that[F#] shit should be fun

Please know that [G#m]I’m not trying to preach like I'm Reverend Run

I beg you [E]don't be disappointed with the [F#]man I've become

 

Old [G#m]conversations with my father on the A14

Aged [E]twelve, telling me I've got to [F#]chase those dreams

Now I'm [G#m]playing for the people Dad, and they know me

With my [E]beat and small guitar wearing the [F#]same old jeans

Wembley [G#m]Stadium crowds, two hundred and forty thou'

I may have [E]grown up but I hope that [F#]Damien's proud

Until the [G#m]next generation, inspiration's allowed

The world may be [E]filled with hate but keep [F#]erasing it now, somehow

 

[E]I’m well [B]aware of certain [F#]things that will [C#m]befall a man like me

[E]But with that said, [B]give me one [F#]more,[D#] higher

[G#m]　[E]Another one to [F#]take the sting away[G#m]

I am [E]happy on my [F#]own so here I'll stay[G#m]

Save your [E]loving arms [F#]for a rainy day[G#m]

And I'll find [E]comfort in my [F#]pain, eraser[G#m]

And I'll find [E]comfort in my [F#]pain, eraser[G#m]

And I'll find [E]comfort in my pain, eraser

 

[G#m]Welcome to the new show

[E]I　[F#]guess you know I've been away

[G#m]And where I'm heading, who knows?

[E]But my [F#]heart will stay the same

[G#m]Welcome to the new show

[E]I　[F#]guess you know I've been away

[G#m]But where I'm heading, who knows?

[E]My pain, eraser

 

[G#m]And I'll find [E]comfort in my [F#]pain, eraser[G#m]

And I'll find [E]comfort in my [F#]pain, eraser[G#m]

And I'll find [E]comfort in my [F#]pain, eraser[G#m]

And I'll find [E]comfort in my [F#]pain, eraser