[E]Oh God, I'm clean out of [G#m]air in my lungs, it's all [F#]gone Played it so nonchalant, [F#]it
What a [Em]thing to admit That when someone looks at me with real [G]love I don't like it very [Em
I was born in a [C]big gray cloud Screaming out a [Em]love [F]song All the broken chords and [C]un
I’m [Am]tryna blow bubbles but [C]inside [F]Can’t seem to fix my mood, [C]today it’s as dark as my
Verse 1: (tiếng Phúc Kiến của người Đài Loan) 雲中月圓 天星伴相隨 [Am] (Yun) Hun* tiong yue er, [E](tian)ti
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She can't see the [Bm]landscape anymore, it's all painted in her grief All of her [D]history etched
[Am]Oh, the [G6]king Gone [G]mad within his [F]suffering Called out for [Am] [G]relief Someone cu
[Dsus2]I was looking for a breath of [C]life; A little touch of heavenly [Dm]light But all the c
[Em]Seems that I [Bm]have been held, [Cmaj7]in some dreaming [Bm]state A [Em]tourist in the [Bm]wak
[C]Between two lungs it was released [F] The breath that carried [C]me The sigh that blew me [Em]f
