Circa Waves – 100 Strangers (Guitar)

G#m                      C#
   You've got to get out son

    F#                                     D#m            G#m
You got your back against the wall and the end has just begun

         C#               F#                      D#m             G#m
And this place, there's a hundred strangers and I hardly know one face

      C#      F#          D#m
And I sold my soul to the night

      B
I'm a waste of time

B               C#
Yet I've got to try

      F#       G#m   D#m           C#
We're all worrying, about the same things

    F#           G#m         D#m   C#
The end cannot begin at the start

      F#       G#m   D#m           C#
We're all worrying, about the same things

    B                        C#
The end cannot begin at the start

G#m                    C#
   Spit your words out son

      F#                             D#m            G#m
They cling to your lips like they're trying to hold on

      C#                F#           D#m            G#m
And I like to tread the boards of avenues with open eyes

        C#       F#         D#m
But I'm fine, my head isn't there

        B
And I'm losing out but

    B             C#
I'm trying not to care

      F#       G#m   D#m           C#
We're all worrying, about the same things

    F#           G#m         D#m   C#
The end cannot begin at the start

      F#       G#m   D#m           C#
We're all worrying, about the same things

    B                        C#
The end cannot begin at the start