Tales Of Dominica

	  		 
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F#m             Bm 
Woke up on the floor 
                 A                    C#7 
Oh, this plastic bed don't blow up no more 
F#m             Bm 
In this broken home 
           A              C#7 
Everyone becomes predictable 



       F#m 
Oh, sometimes you're angry 
  Bm 
Sometimes you're hurting 
  A                    C#7 
Sometimes you're all alone 
  F#m 
Sometimes I'm anxious 
  Bm 
Sometimes it makes me 
 A                     C#7 
Feel like there's only now 

                       F#m                   Bm 
I've been living in my lowest, it's safe to say 
                       A               C#7 
Hope my little bit of hope don't fade away 
                       F#m               Bm 
I've been living on an island made from fate 
                         A                       C#7 
Can't go running back to home, I can't facе her face (Oh) 

 

F#m                       Bm                            A 
Oh, finally grown, ain't nothing like I hopеd it would be 
                     C#7                    F#m 
Out on my own, I'm floating in an oceanless sea 
                  Bm                        D 
Could I be wrong? Was everybody right about me? 
                    C#7                       F#m 
Scary things in my head, I can't dream and I just 

Pre-Chorus

F#m              Bm 
Woke up on the floor 
                  A                     C#7 
Oh, this plastic bed don't blow up no more (Ooh) 
F#m              Bm 
In this broken home 
           A             C#7 
Everyone becomes predictable 



     F#m 
Oh, sometimes you're angry 
 Bm 
Sometimes you're hurting 
 A                    C#7 
Sometimes you're all alone 
 F#m 
Sometimes I'm anxious 
 Bm 
Sometimes it makes me 
 A                     C#7 
Feel like there's only now 

                        F#m                  Bm 
I've been living in my lowest, it's safe to say 
                      A                 C#7 
Hope my little bit of hope, don't fade away 
                        F#m               Bm 
I've been living on an island made from fate 
                         A                       C#7 
Can't go running back to home, I can't face her face 

Final F#m Bm A C#7 
      F#m Bm A C#7