half•alive – Maybe (Guitar)

Am      E
[tab]F#m     A


[Verse 1]
[tab]C#m      F#m                                      E       A
Feel the weight, fill the space in the void of my own time

C#m      F#m                                     E    A
   I'm surrounded in pain passed down through my bloodline

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   And I have tried to escape from the maze but it's no use

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These chains never break, never budge, never come loose

A           F#m A
Story's over

A        F#m A
Story's over

A        F#m                                   E        A
Standing still and it feels like I'm lost in a coal mine

C#m  F#m                                A
   Inside, realize I'm at war in my own mind

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   It's a place fear creates, I'll be here for a long time

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And you don't know where I've been, you weren't there on the front lines

A
Story's over

F#m
Maybe it's not over

A
Changing is found in motion

F#m                               A
Maybe there's balance when you're moving

      F#m
Could stopping bring you closer?

A      C#m
Maybe, tilts you over

F#m                   E   A
Leaning into the same old story

A
Crossing over

F#m
(Maybe, ah, ah)

A
(Maybe, ah, ah)

C#m
Crossing over

F#m
(Maybe, ah, ah)

A
(Maybe)

C#m
Crossing over

F#m
(Maybe, ah, ah)

A
(Maybe, ah, ah)

A
Crossing over

F#m
(Maybe, ah, ah)

A
(Maybe, ah, ah)

      F#                                            A
Maybe fear can't define all the walls 'til you enter

         F#m
And even blood couldn't bind who you are at the center

                                                      A
Could it be that you're more than the scars on the surface

       F#m                                      A
As the heat is beneath all the ash of the embers

A            F#m A
Crossing over

A            F#m A E
Crossing over

Bm                                             F#m
The way it's told, there's no more room to grow

    D                           Bm   D E
The way it's told, there's no return home

F#m
Maybe it's not over

A
Changing is found in motion

F#m                               A
Maybe there's balance when you're moving

      F#m
Could stopping bring you closer?

A      C#m
Maybe, tilts you over

F#m                   E   A
Leaning into the same old story

A
Crossing over

F#m
(Maybe, ah, ah)

A
(Maybe, ah, ah)

A
Crossing over

F#m
(Maybe, ah, ah)

A
(Maybe)

A
Crossing over

F#m
(Maybe, ah, ah)

A
(Maybe, ah, ah)

A
Crossing over

F#m
(Maybe, ah, ah)

A
(Maybe)