Movements – Full Circle (Guitar)

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I'm tearing apart at the seams

                            E
Leaving my skin to stain as I bleed

         F#m
Give up  disintegrate  secede

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Toss and turn in this concrete bed

E
Pray for something to ease my dread

             F#m
End up with trembling limbs instead and this feels endless

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As if there's not a solace in the world that can mend this

                              E
Everything will repeat in the end it's not a matter of 'if' it's 'when'

F#m
This has happened before it'll happen again

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It comes in waves and I'm pulled below

                                A
It's not subjective  it's clinical

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Drown myself in the undertow of all my imbalanced chemicals

               E
And this cycle comes full circle

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This cycle comes full circle again

               A
So back to the needle and the thread

         C#m                       E
I've had enough of this blood I've bled

                A
I wanna breathe life in my lungs again

          C#m                   E
Clear the thought that fucks my head

          A
Without a struggle there can't be progress

                  C#m               E
(Even though the weight is crushing me)

          A
Without a struggle there can't be progress

         C#m         E
(Aim to kill  fight defeat)

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'Til it comes around again

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It comes in waves and I'm pulled below

                                A
It's not subjective  it's clinical

                           C#m                 E   A
Drown myself in the undertow of all my imbalanced chemicals

               E
And this cycle comes full circle

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This cycle comes full circle again

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'Cause I've had days that I swore would be my last

    E
And spent months walking on this broken glass

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Just to tiptoe towards the thought that maybe someday I'd get back  to who I used to be

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To what I used to see in the mirror

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Instead of this misery

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And to rid myself of this cloud that will rain down and cause me to slip back in to my apathy  but I know 

                E
I'm gonna come around and maybe it won't be easy but it will be worth it and the results will be profound

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Because instead of feeling cornered the corners of my mouth will start to point up

                             A
Instead of being anchored down