Hank Green – Being Alive (Guitar)

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Drove home from the Richman show

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He played that summer feeling

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And i felt that a little

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but that feeling kept retreating

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My head by the P. A. I heard my

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Heart Beat Weird

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You felt so real beside me

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But i didn't feel real

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Flat earthers argue whether

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other planets are flat

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Doctors say not to worry

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but I'm scared of math

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A thousand little gods down there

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They whisper my worth

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So i talk, to the cats like it's church

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Still I don't honk at the big black truck on a Saturday night

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even though it's stopped in front of me at the green light

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No I won't honk at the big black truck

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On a SATURDAY Night

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Cause i like, I like

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Being Alive

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There's teeth in the stack

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Where the powerlines end

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And they'll sell you the itch

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They'll rent you the win

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A king bought the kingdom

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Of signal and sin

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and his fans paint their mirrors

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With pictures of him

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And the hit gets quicker

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the loop gets worse

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I scrolled till the ghost in the

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Glass learned words

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and my fingers they tap tap tap

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tap tap tap tap

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In case of emergency

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   break glass

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Still I don't honk at the big black truck on a Saturday night

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even though it's stopped in front of me at the green light

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No I won't honk at the big black truck

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On a SATURDAY Night

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Cause i like, I like

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Being Alive

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The moon looks fake

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But it's hanging there

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frozen sky tastes like wine in the late night air

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the lines hum

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my heart keeps time

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it smells awful sweet for a world on fire

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Cause the kid is asleep

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and the lights still work

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and i talk to the cats like it's church