The Way I Feel taby ukulele według Keane (Chwyty barytonu)

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Well they said you were a bright child
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Never anything but joy behind your eyes
                    G
No sign of all the dark clouds
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Spreading like volcanic dust over your blues skies
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Now they're looking for an answer
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Where the rot set in and set up the landslide
                       G 
But it only makes it worse now
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You're like a puzzle to be worked out

                             G
And it's the voices in your head now
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Saying there's something wrong about the way I feel
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A broken link, a missing part, a punctured wheel
 
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And it's not what you're expecting
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The way the world you built loves to cut you down
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The way your head gets twisted
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And you sit up all night trying to figure it out
                               G 
And they say you've made your bed now
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Don't you see you've brought it on yourself
                              G
And they say that you should move on
                              G 
But you can't even get your shoes on
                              G
And it's the voices in your head now
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Saying there's something wrong about the way I feel
           C              Em                 F 
A broken link, a missing part, a punctured wheel
                            G
It doesn't matter what you say now
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It's like some vision in the stars that seems so real
           C               Em              F 
The way I feel, the way I feel, the way I feel
           C               Em              F
The way I feel, the way I feel, the way I feel

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And everyone else has got things sorted out
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You stand on the edge talking to yourself
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You're young, left behind and tangled up inside
                             G 
And it's not what you're expecting
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The way your head gets twisted
                        G
And it's the voices in your head now
(And it's the voices in your head now)
                        G
And it's the voices in your head now
                C               Dm              Am
Saying there's something wrong about the way I feel
        C                 Em                 F
A broken link, a missing part, a punctured wheel
                            G
It doesn't matter what you say now
                 C            Dm                  Am
It's like some vision in the stars that seems so real
           C               Em              F 
The way I feel, the way I feel, the way I feel
           C               Em              F 
The way I feel, the way I feel, the way I feel
           G
The way I feel
                C             Dm                  Am
It's like some vision in the stars that seems so real
           C               Em              F
The way I feel, the way I feel, the way I feel
           C               Em              F
The way I feel, the way I feel, the way I feel
           C               Em              F
The way I feel, the way I feel, the way I feel
           C               Em              F
The way I feel, the way I feel, the way I feel