Old Balloons

Tom:
C
Throw them down your throat.
C
Many rivers to cross.
C
Laugh under granite-grey skies,
       G               F   C
As if it's their loss,     as if it's their loss.
C                   C
Slip on your floor; bound aftermath.
C
That which has stolen your years.
                  G                F
Son, don't become one more shadow.
                C
Don't drop your anchor here.
C
Broken down liver and withered frame.
C
Lungs wrinkled like old balloons.
C
Dampen your spirits by sunrise
          G            F   C
And swear at the moon,     swear at the moon.
C                          F                           Em
'Cause sometimes it's like trying to breathe through a pillow,

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G                      F                        C
Trying to dance on the tightrope in the pouring rain.
C                    F                       Em
Sometimes it's like, like you're treading on egg-shells,
G                       F                    C
Trying to floss up your top-set with a rusty chain.

[Trecho 2x 2x]
F        G          C
It's all because of you
F        G          C
It's all because of you
F        G          C
It's all because of you

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C                   F                           Em
Sometimes it's like trying to breathe through a pillow,

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