Am
I don’t need to be anything other
Am
Than a prison guard’s son
Am
I don’t need to be anything other
Am
Than a specialist’s son
Am
I don’t have to be anything other
Am
Than the birth of two souls in one
Am
Part of where I’m going, is knowing where I’m coming from
F
C
G
Am7
F
I don’t want to be anything other than what I’ve been trying to be lately
F
C
G
Am7
All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind.
F
C
G
I’m tired of looking round rooms wondering what I gotta do
Am7
F
Or who I’m supposed to be.
F
C
G
Am7
I don’t want to be anything other than me
Am
I’m surrounded by liars everywhere I turn
Am
I’m surrounded by imposters everywhere I turn
Am
I’m surrounded by identity crisis everywhere I turn
Am
Am I the only one who noticed?
Am
I can’t be the only one who’s learned
Em7
Em7
Can I have everyone’s attention please
Em7
Em7
See, not like this and that
Em7
Am
You’re gonna have to leave
Am
I came from the mountain, the crust of creation
C
My whole situation made from clay, dust, stone
D
And now I’m telling everybody
F
C
G
Am7
F
I don’t want to be anything other than what I’ve been trying to be lately
F
C
G
Am7
All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind.
F
C
G
I’m tired of looking round rooms wondering what I gotta do
Am7
F
Or who I’m supposed to be.
F
C
G
Am7
I don’t want to be anything other than me
Am
Em7
D
Am7
F
C
G