Sams Town Acoustic

Por traste no 2 Fret, ou transpor para LA, intro Nobody ever had a dream round here But I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me Nobody ever pulls the seams round here But I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me I've got this energy beneath my feet Like something underground's gonna come up and carry me I've got this sentimental heart that beats But I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me Now.."Why do you waste my time?" Is the answer to the question on your mind And I'm sick of all my judges so scared of what they'll find But I know that I can make it as long as somebody takes me home Every now and then... Oh, have you ever seen the lights? Have you ever seen the lights? I took the shuttle on a shock-wave ride Where the people on the pen pull the trigger for accolade I took a bullet, and I looked inside Running through my veins an American masquerade I still remember Grandma Dixie's wake I'd never really known anybody to die before Red white and blue upon a birthday cake My brother, he was born on the fourth of the July And that's all, "So why do you waste my time?" Is the answer to the question on your mind And I'm sick of all my judges, so scared of letting me shine But I know that I can make it, as long as somebody takes me home.. Every now and then, Every now and then You know I see London, I see Sam's Town Holds my hand and let's my hair down Rolls that world right off my shoulder I see London, I see Sam's Town now By M ZE