Foo Fighters
A, B, Bm, D, E, G, Gb, Gbm
Run and tell all the angels
This could take all night
I think I need a devil to help me think this right
Hook me up with real revolution
'Cause this one is a lie
We sat around lost in the wash, then last one died
Now I'm looking to the sky to save man Looking for the start of life
Looking for something to help me board a brain Now I'm looking for a complication
Looking 'cause I'm tired of life Make my way back home and learn to fly high
Make my way back home where I learned to Fly along with me
I can't quite make it alone Try to make this life my own
Fly along with me I can't quite make it alone
Try to make this life my own I look at you in the sky to save me
Lookin' for the side of life
Lookin' for something to help me burn out bright
I'm lookin' for a complication
Lookin' 'cause I'm tired of tryin'
Make my way back home and learn to
Lookin'
Fuck!