Chords for Tom MacDonald - "Wheels Keep Turning" ( prod. Stroker DeLuca )

_ _ _ PTSD is an understandable, in fact a normal response to a very life-threatening situation.
That becomes prolonged and [A#] distorted [F#] and then begins to occur in situations where no threat exists.
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_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [C] And it's momma taught him [Em] better than to have the time of his life on an 81mm.
[F] But I threw caution to the wind and went to Europe once again [Am] and never put the whiskey down [G] because I wished it wouldn't [C] end.
And now the shit that I should treasure is the shit that I forget.
[Em] And the shit that I remember is the shit that I regret.
[F] I just wanna leave and where I go I do not know for sure.
I look into the mirror [G] and I swear that I don't know [C] no more.
And I don't even know no more.
[Em] Rolling down the strip in my two-tone [F] Chevrolet. _ _
[Am] And the wheels [G] keep turning.
[C] And I don't even know no more.
[Em] Rolling up the block in my two-tone [F] black and gray. _
[Am] And the wheels [G] keep turning.
[C] And I don't wanna take no pills or wear these fucking golden [Em] grills.
I swear I just want children and to build a home in Rolling [F] Hills.
Pay all of my hydro bills.
Spend all my time rhyming [Am] still with nobody to pressure [G] me about radio or signing [C] deals.
Tommy was a rapper and his momma taught him better [Em] than to spend all of his dough on a girl if they're not together.
[F] But it went in one ear and out the other.
Back with the same bitch again.
Fighters, buddies, haters, [G] lovers, enemies, and best [C] of friends.
I swear to God I'm leaving y'all.
I'm keeping it a hundred [Em] with you.
Broken hearts and broken bottles.
Broke up with a hundred [F] bitches.
Broken noses, bloody knuckles.
Buddy, I ain't fucking [Am] with you.
Back and forth before but [G] now I'm bouncing to get back [C] to business.
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_ [Em] the city with a blunt in my [F] ass, baby. _
And the wheels [G] keep turning.
[C] And I don't even know no more.
[Em] Rolling down the strip in my two-tone [F] Chevrolet. _ _
[Am] And the wheels [G] keep turning.
[C] And I don't even know no more.
[Em] Rolling up the block in my two-tone black [F] and gray.
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[Am] And the wheels [G] keep turning.
[C] And I don't even know no more.
[Em] _ _ _ _ [F] And _ [Am] the wheels keep turning.
[C] And I don't even know no more.
[Em] _ _ _ _ [F] And I don't even know no more.
[Am] And the wheels [G] keep turning.
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