Intro: F A F A
Am                       F
Pressure from without
Am              F
Illusion and doubt
Gm                      Eb
Nothing turns me off
Gm                  Eb
Excuses, I feel lost
Am             F
Anger I put on
Am                       F
Shouldn't this feel wrong?
G        F        C
Lamb, touch me.
F Am E
I feel dead.
F      C
If I'd known I'd've
F            Am      E
been better prepared that
F        C
Life is such a
F        Am           E
lonely bitch, I'm always falling 
F   C   F   Am  E
down, down