Since I Was A Kid - Lennon Stella

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C  Em/B  Edim/B  F

                 C
We could call it tragic
                  Em/B
And round up all reasons
                  Edim/B
To hold on to the sadness
                      F
And drink it 'til it makes us sick
                       C
Yeah, we could drag the past out
                Em/B
Just to keep on grieving
                       Edim/B
Yeah, we could call it tragic
                    F
Or we could call it even
      C
I'm a problem solver
                              Em/B
'Cause I always used to be a problem
               Edim/B
Learned to get back up
                       F
When I felt like I had fallen too far
               C
Since I was a kid, I've been like this
                   Em/B
Learned to throw a punch, learned to take a hit
    Edim/B                     F
And I'm still the way I was, I haven't changed a bit
              C
Since I was a kid, I've been like this
               Em/B
Looking at the world, rose-colored glasses
     Edim/B                     F
And I'm still the way I was, I haven't changed a bit
 C
Since I was a kid
               C
We can call it tragic
                       Em/B
After everything we've been through
                    Edim/B
But I think we were healing
                      F
Even though we didn't mean to
                 C
We don't have to talk about it
             Em/B
If you don't want to
                  Edim/B
But I would never blame you
                    F
Yeah, I just wanna thank you
       C
I'm a problem solver
                             Em/B
'Cause I always used to be a problem
           Edim/B
Learned to get back up
                       F
When I felt like I had fallen too far
             C
Since I was a kid, I've been like this
                   Em/B
Learned to throw a punch, learned to take a hit
     Edim/B                    F
And I'm still the way I was, I haven't changed a bit
              C
Since I was a kid, I've been like this
               Em/B
Looking at the world, rose-colored glasses
     Edim/B                     F
And I'm still the way I was, I haven't changed a bit
              C
Since I was a kid
C                Em/B
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Edim/B            F
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
                 C
We could call it tragic
                       Em/B
For a million different reasons
                 Edim/B
We could call it tragic
                     F
Or we could call it even