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D G D E A
D G
Of the things that have made me, I count myself lucky
E A
I consider it fortune, the things like how I wasn't
D G
Taught at a young age to respect my elders
E A
Thank goodness for my absence of a father.
G E
He could have taken me out, we'd have gone camping
D G D
I could have learned to wield my body as a weapon
E A
These are things that I won't be missing
D G D E A
D G E
I remember sittin' in the car with my dirty old man
A D
As he explained how she had asked for it
G
And how it was her fault
E A
I'm only glad I didn't take the bait
G E
Well, I remember telling my mother
D G D E
It was the last time I saw my father
E A D D C#
No regrets for what else I've been missing
G
'Cause I'm not jealous of a well adjusted family,
Bm+ E
Only killing time 'til they learn their anomaly
A
Don't help the wounded ones: the children of the vengeful father
G
When everyone I know is still standing in the shadows of
Bm E A
The men who left their mark, I'd rather be left in the dark
D G D E A
D G E A
If our fathers were our role models for God and they failed us,
D G E A
What does that tell us about our supposed omnipotent savior?
G E
Except we're all born to fiction, daily recreated
D G D E
We play the roles from the stories we learned as kids
A
Who bends down? Who plays God? Is it fated
D G D E
Every boy on this earth should have his head stuck up his ass?
A D D A G E
We're all just like our dads, we keep learning the same shit again
A
And I wonder how long 'til it ends
D G E
Well I remember when my dirty old man told me how I'd grow up
A D G
To be just like him when I got old
E A D
What a bizarre thing to be told, to be told
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Tabs by: Croissant
Published: 10 Jan, 2012
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