Em Am I seem to find myself talking to the powers that beG B awaking the shade and shadowed under towering treesE Am admiring the seen, inhaling fumes of flowers that breathe.G B jet lagged eyes are begging for an hour to sleepEm Am although my blood shot whites and iris's they never find anyG B clock stops at times where the sun shine can blind manyEm Am G although my eyes are heavy they wont be closing soonB cos i know that time waits for nobody, I suppose its trueEm Am we make corrosive tunes with acid tabs and vocal boothsG B to see the flashing lights at photo shoots, we make our motive movesEm Am I say whatever I feel to vent a rhymeG B so I can still invent the lines and stay close to the friends of mineEm Am cos we all recognise, real is what my father saysG B and I'll be sticking to this phrase until I pass awayEm Am G overworking, no sleep is just another way to die slowB but I'll just keep going strong as ever, never let my eyes close [CHORUS:]Em I never sleepAm G B Em Am G when trouble steals thoughts from a restless mind for free, it could be, ahhhB Em Am the times I'm living in I never sleep, when trouble steals thoughts from aG B Em Am restless mind for free, it could be.. [x4]G B the times I'm living in lately.
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