[MV] end of a life - Calliope Mori (Original Song) Chords

[Eb] _ _ _ _ We'd run _ [F] right through _ [Bb] those nights.
I'll never find my way back to you.
Inside this labyrinth of [Eb] light.
There was madness in the meaning.
[Bb] Never laugh less.
We were screaming at the top of our lungs.
To the nominist that said he never died.
[Gm] I'll _ [Eb] _ fly [Bb] over _ _ those [Dm] heights.
I'll never find another [Bb] chance to say.
Thanks for saving my life, I was hopeless.
It was stinging, running road less.
We were singing at the top of our [Dm] lungs.
To the nominist that said [Gm] he never died.
_ _ [Eb] [Bb] What was the root of it all?.
I couldn't say.
It's just a jump in my fall, I get in the shade.
I try to get off without complaining, not a [Gm] sound.
I'm used to trying to find fences in the end.
Nobody [Eb] sits around.
[Bb] It's when you shut yourself into a crowded place.
That you turned around and found yourself in love.
Now there's space, cutie, because nights.
With strings mapping out [Gm] our own dreams.
Is what the hell is so [Eb] funny?.
Back up, [Bb] we're bonkers.
We swung the loose, we're falling from great heights.
And it's the concrete jungle singing, cause it felt right.
We must be on it.
Me and [Dm] Travis Ryman are [Gm] discontented.
In our history, I can't forget the [Bb] sound of you sipping.
This could mean a more revengeous scheme.
We'll then pretend that we stood off to do shit.
Where I'm this mature, not ascended.
Disappearing into the mist.
It never happened, this is the move that I came up with.
But friend, I [Eb] let it go.
Fade [Bb] in or fade out.
[Eb] _ [Bb] This crazy dream.
[Dm] Without [Gm] a direction [Eb] Floating aimlessly.
There's no [Bb] feeling.
[F] Back there, [Bb] I'm sorry.
Breathe [Dm] in, [Gm] I'll fade.
The rest of the ring from [Eb] moving on.
[Bb] I can't lose.
Lose tonight.
[Dm] When you find a way [Gm] back to the new inside.
This labyrinth of [Eb] life, there was madness.
In the [Bb] evening, never laugh less.
You're just screaming at the top of your lungs.
To the now and the mist, this day [Gm] never died.
It was never [Eb] your inside.
Trace the [Bb] fireflies between the soaring high rises.
Left a trail behind to find a place inside of our lives.
A silent singer overworked and [Gm] underpaid.
Dicks in offices, a coffin in some office where you're laid.
Yet a [Bb] thought persists, an optimist who ought to be afraid.
Stopping nothing wrong and writing songs behind the lonely shades.
Is the world a sadder place without the words that you [Gm] conveyed.
When the ladder fell and shattered every bar that we had played.
Does it [Bb] matter in the end, the sound diminished and decayed.
And your friends retired a fantasy, you're wishing they escaped.
You don't get to say I [Dm] miss you, you watched a hero [Gm] fading.
For the rear view mirror of the [Bb] villain you portrayed.
Stop the pity party, listen, you don't get to be dismayed.
You don't get to be emotional, you're blessed with body heat.
This is a mess of your supply because you chose to make a trade.
Recollect the days you hoped and you prayed for this.
What is [Eb] that a mess?.
Fading, [Bb] fading, this is the dream.
Without [Dm] [Gm] a reflection, your [Eb] name is me.
There's [Bb] nothing left, nothing for me.
[Dm] This is [Gm] the end of a metaphor.
[Eb] _ [Bb] Flying over _ you, lost height.
I'll never find another chance to say hey thanks for saving my life.
I was hopeless, it's pain, driving roadless.
You've been singing at the top of my lungs.
[Dm] Anonymous, this city [Gm] never died.
Say goodbye to the cold inside.
[Bb] The feeling of being a woman is when you've got no faith in the price.
[Dm] And the world [F] _ [Gm] is trying to sell us all a better [Eb] world.
And the world is trying to sell [Bb] us all a better world _ _ _ _ .
[F] Let [Gm] me daydream for the next [Eb] flight I'm waiting.
I'll _ [Bb] _ keep waiting for you _ _ .
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ Waking _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ .
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ .
_ [Gm] _ _ _ [Eb] up now to my real life.
Let [Bb] me daydream for the next flight.
Drowning songs on, I got [Dm] older.
Now [Gm] the crowd's gone, [Eb] is it over?
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Is it over?
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ .