Cold, Wet, Tired

They say what doesn't kill you makes you strong
Face death ten thousand times and still I stand here and sing my songs
Keep wondering how long it takes to find where I belong
Before I'm gone
Soon I'll be gone

You might hope that what I say makes no sense
The stɾongest sounding words are spoken stɾaight from innocence
Forget about the meanings it's the sounds that tɾuly mend
In the end

Sounds like [F]the end to [C7]all [Em]our worries and [Bm]doubts
It's just the ɾain after the days full of drought
And all [Em]those words flow like [F]water
A flood from the sea washes over me

Washes over me
Washes over me
Watches over me
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