Bb6 | Dm7sus2 | Ab | Dm
Gm6sus2 Dm
Alarm goes off, 6 a.m.,
Gm6 Dm
One more day and then weekend.
Gm6sus2 Dm
Dressed in the office uniform,
Gm6 A7 Dm/F Dmsus2/E Dm
Hairbrushes, all shape and form.
Instrumental: C | Dmsus2 Dm7
Through the door, and cross the street,
While I was trying to make up time,
Buy the ticket, squeeze on the train,
Eyes fixed firmly on the windowpane.
C Bb
Repeat again…
Chorus:
F Am Dm
You live inside this machine,
Bb F
Nothing ever slows down.
Am Dm
The slate will always wipe clean,
Bb C C7 Dm
You seem to make up crown.
Instrumental: Dm | Dm7sus4 | Cm | Dmadd9 Dm7
Alarm goes off, 5 p.m.,
Before the after-work wind down.
No one’s gonna hang around,
Gm6 A7 Dm/F Dmsus2/E Dm C
Target failure to the drown.
A bottle spirits sinking fast,
Another one rising at last.
The self assured never scar,
Their pride will heal with comp pending car.
Instrumental: C | Bb
Chorus:
You live inside this machine,
Nothing ever slows down.
But the slate will always wipe clean,
Bb C Gm6
You seem to make up crown.
Em5- F
Make up, make up crown,
Bb C
Make up crown…
Instrumental: F6
