Biografia:
Wil Wagner (born May 21, 1990) is an Australian folk/punk/rock singer-songwriter from Melbourne, Victoria. Wagner began writing music around the age of sixteen, eventually recording and releasing an album entitled Us Boys Run under the moniker of "Wil Wagner and Friends" in 2008. A backing band was formed the following year, who would eventually come to be known as The Smith Street Band. In 2011, Wagner formed the side project Being Amazing!!, in which he provides bass and backing vocals.
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Capo on 4
Chords: C F Gsus4(?) G
|e|---0----1-----3--------1---|
|b|---1----1-----1--------0---|
|g|---0----2-----0--------0---|
|d|---2----3-----0--------0---|
|a|---3----3-----2--------2---|
|E|---x----1-----3--------3---|
C
Fell asleep in my warmest clothes
F
safe in the knowledge it was summer back home
C
Woke up next to a pile of rat shit
Gsus4 G
feeling like a pile of rat shit
C
With my ears ringing from weeks of shows
F
cities I can't remember populated by people I don't know
C Gsus4
And I've never felt better or more full of hope
F G
never been so competently able to cope
C
We went for breakfast at your parents' house
F
I felt inspired by everything we spoke about
C Gsus4
Electric letters for free I send you while you sleep
F G
Are all coming back to haunt me now
C
I miss the little sounds you make when you wake up
F
Miss the entire notion of waking up next to you
C Gsus4 G
With our knotted hair tangled on the pillows that we shared
C
And from here I can see my high school
F
And I can see my parents' house
C
Can see the people I grew up with
Gsus4 G
And the excuses I have buried them in now
C
And from here I can see my high school
F
And I can see my parents' house
C
Can see the people I grew up with
Gsus4 G
And the excuses I have buried them in now
Gsus4 G Gsus4 G
And I don't deserve anywhere near this much
Gsus4 G C
No I don't deserve anywhere near this much
C F C Gsus4
C
Sleeping in basements with all five of us,
F
waking up under mouldy blankets to scratches and coughs
C Gsus4 G
Remember where the van is, find the van keys and fuck off.
C
And from nowhere I can see myself
F
taking insults and not playing with others well.
C Gsus4
And first impressions run deep but your memories of me
F G
Will always be as unhealthy as they are unclean.
C
And I say I don't mind and that everything's fine,
F
But it's getting so hard to get my nose over the line,
C Gsus4
And I don't respect myself so why should anybody else,
F F (3rd fret)
I don't respect myself so why should anybody else
C
Think that what I'm doing is right?
F C
When it'd be just as easy to fuck around
Gsus4
and get high for the rest of my life
C
And from here I can see my high school
F
And I can see my parents' house
C
Can see the people I grew up with
Gsus4 G
And the excuses I have buried them in now
C
And from here I can see my high school
F
And I can see my parents' house
C
Can see the people I grew up with
Gsus4 G
And the excuses I have buried them in now
Gsus4 G Gsus4 G
And I don't deserve anywhere near this much
Gsus4 G C
No I don't deserve anywhere near this much
Chords: C F Gsus4(?) G
|e|---0----1-----3--------1---|
|b|---1----1-----1--------0---|
|g|---0----2-----0--------0---|
|d|---2----3-----0--------0---|
|a|---3----3-----2--------2---|
|E|---x----1-----3--------3---|
C
Fell asleep in my warmest clothes
F
safe in the knowledge it was summer back home
C
Woke up next to a pile of rat shit
Gsus4 G
feeling like a pile of rat shit
C
With my ears ringing from weeks of shows
F
cities I can't remember populated by people I don't know
C Gsus4
And I've never felt better or more full of hope
F G
never been so competently able to cope
C
We went for breakfast at your parents' house
F
I felt inspired by everything we spoke about
C Gsus4
Electric letters for free I send you while you sleep
F G
Are all coming back to haunt me now
C
I miss the little sounds you make when you wake up
F
Miss the entire notion of waking up next to you
C Gsus4 G
With our knotted hair tangled on the pillows that we shared
C
And from here I can see my high school
F
And I can see my parents' house
C
Can see the people I grew up with
Gsus4 G
And the excuses I have buried them in now
C
And from here I can see my high school
F
And I can see my parents' house
C
Can see the people I grew up with
Gsus4 G
And the excuses I have buried them in now
Gsus4 G Gsus4 G
And I don't deserve anywhere near this much
Gsus4 G C
No I don't deserve anywhere near this much
C F C Gsus4
C
Sleeping in basements with all five of us,
F
waking up under mouldy blankets to scratches and coughs
C Gsus4 G
Remember where the van is, find the van keys and fuck off.
C
And from nowhere I can see myself
F
taking insults and not playing with others well.
C Gsus4
And first impressions run deep but your memories of me
F G
Will always be as unhealthy as they are unclean.
C
And I say I don't mind and that everything's fine,
F
But it's getting so hard to get my nose over the line,
C Gsus4
And I don't respect myself so why should anybody else,
F F (3rd fret)
I don't respect myself so why should anybody else
C
Think that what I'm doing is right?
F C
When it'd be just as easy to fuck around
Gsus4
and get high for the rest of my life
C
And from here I can see my high school
F
And I can see my parents' house
C
Can see the people I grew up with
Gsus4 G
And the excuses I have buried them in now
C
And from here I can see my high school
F
And I can see my parents' house
C
Can see the people I grew up with
Gsus4 G
And the excuses I have buried them in now
Gsus4 G Gsus4 G
And I don't deserve anywhere near this much
Gsus4 G C
No I don't deserve anywhere near this much
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