Misc Originals – Austin Olmstead - Im Still Here (Guitar)

                 Dm
Woke up with the weight of a weekday dream

            Dm
Ceiling fan turning like a worn-out screen

       C
Coffee tastes like all the things I didn't say

             Dm
Bills on the counter got more to pay

                    Dm
Got a phone full of numbers that I won't call

                     Dm
'Cause I don't wanna sound like I'm losing it all

           C
I practice smiles in the bathroom llight

                       Dm
Like it's just another thing I gotta get right

          Bb
Everybody says "you're doin fine"

                        C
But they don't hear the noise behind my eyes

          Dm                           Bb
It's a lonely kind of crowded in my head

         F                                         C
Every word I swallow turns to something I never said

                               Dm
I’m just trying not to disappear

                                       Bb
In these quiet rooms that follow me everywhere

                   F
Yeah, I’m still here

                               |C    |Dm   |
But it’s hard just staying here

       Dm
Sunday morning parking lot

                   Dm
Shake a stranger’s hand, give him everything I’ve got

          C
They say “man, you look real strong these days”

        C
If they knew the truth, they’d look away

          Dm
I keep my demons dressed in decent clothes

                Dm
They shake your hand and nobody knows

                     C
They don’t drink too much, they don’t make a scene

                   C
They just sit real still and they watch me breathe

          Bb
Mama says “boy, you gotta pray”

                       C
But faith don’t always scare the dark away

           Dm                           Bb
It's a lonely kind of crowded in my head

         F                                         C
Every word I swallow turns to something I never said

                               Dm
I’m just trying not to disappear

                                       Bb
In these quiet rooms that follow me everywhere

                   F
Yeah, I’m still here

                              |C    |
But it’s hard just staying here

                     Bb
Some nights I think about the easy out

                         Dm
Just to see what all the silence is about

                         C
But there’s a voice that sounds like younger me

                  Bb
Saying “don’t you dare give up on who you could still be”

                  Dm
So I sit with the ache and let it pass

                      Dm
Like a storm I wasn’t built to outrun fast

                C
Just breathe in slow, let the worst part fade

                       Bb
Learn to live with the plans I never made

           Dm                           Bb
It's a lonely kind of crowded in my head

         F                                         C
Every word I swallow turns to something I never said

                               Dm
I’m just trying not to disappear

                                       Bb
In these quiet rooms that follow me everywhere

                    |F   |C   |
Yeah, I’m still here

                    |Dm   |
Yeah, I'm still here