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Fireworks

Bed Sores

by Fireworks
Fireworks

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There is more than one artist with this name:

1) Fireworks is a pop punk band from Detroit, Michigan consisting of David Mackinder, Tymm Rengers, Chris Mojan, Kyle O'Neil, and Brett Jones. They are a group of individuals creating a sound with enough pop quality to keep your little sister's attention, and enough edge to rid them of "guilty pleasure" status. Hailing from stereotypically suburban metro Detroit, Fireworks is comprised of five electric personalities with endless influences.

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Fireworks

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[Intro]

C

[Verse 1]

C F C
I'm glad that you still came by
Am F C
It wasn't really icy outside
F Am
I was just in one of my moods
F G C
Now we're laughing on bed sheets in my room

[Verse 2]

C F C
My mother she slept on the couch
Am F C
While deer hooves made holes in the ground
F Am
Maybe my brother's blood
F G C
Dripped on me from the top bunk

[Chorus]

G Am F G Am F
I keep telling myseeee--eeeelf, that everybody's tale's better than my own
G Am F C
And my Heeee--eeeeell is my own

[Verse 3]

C F C
The neighbors were young back then
Am F C
And their homes were new to them
F Am
Now they can't sleep at night
F G C Am G C
'Cause their husbands are dying inside, their husbands are dying inside

[Chorus]

G Am F G Am F
I keep telling myseeee--eeeelf, that everybody's tale's better than my own
G Am F
And my Heeee--eeeeell is my own

[Interlude]

Am F Em F C G

[Bridge]

Am
These houses are headstones
F Em
These basements they are graves
F C G
After getting out, I never thought I would want back in
C
I want back in

[Chorus]

G Am F G Am F
I keep telling myseeee--eeeelf, that everybody's tale's better than my own
G Am F G Am F
And my Heeee--eeeeell is my own
G Am F
everybody's tale's better than my own
G Am F C
And my Heeee--eeeeell is my own




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