E C#m A E C#m A
E C#m A E C#m A
[Verse 1]
E C#m A
When I think of high school years all the faces are not airbrushed
E C#m A
In fact they're probably far more grotesque than real life as it were
E C#m A
But that's not too surprising 'cause the memories they tend to
E C#m A
Distort and if you want a report I'll hand it in yesterday
[Chorus]
Bm F#m
Take me to a higher place
C#m G#m
Fractions and your feelings
B
And the cops put a stop to all of our plots
B
The way that they walk and the way that they talk you grow
A E
down you grow down grow
A E
down you grow down
F#m
Memories define the mind's DJ so come along honey and let me say that's what I'm
B
On About
E C#m A E C#m A
[Verse 2]
E C#m A
Yes we all evolve in haste it's a race you never finish
E C#m A
The grace does not diminish the pace until the game is over
E C#m A
Of course you're deeper than a team but I hear the same chatter
E C#m A
You're just the same matter I've known with a few more years on your face
[Chorus]
Bm F#m
Take me to a higher place
C#m G#m
Fractions and your feelings
B
And the cops put a stop to all of our plots
B
The way that they walk and the way that they talk you grow
A E
down you grow down grow
A E
down you grow down
[Outro]
A E A E F#m
B
I hope I never see it I know I want it let me go
