Left At London - Out Of My Mind

[Intro: Left at London]
N.C.
Thank you
This song I just wrote
This one’s called “Out Of My Mind”
Hey, listen, Johnny, you got anything to drink over there?
Hang on, hang on a sec
It’s called “Out Of My Mind”
It’s a story about being insane

[Verse 1: Left at London]
Ebmaj7
At a point, I could’ve been less concerned
Fm7
Started feelin’ evil

That’s not the word
Ebmaj7
Maybe if I meditated on it, I would find it
Fm7
But I can’t find it

(And I don’t need that shit)
Ebmaj7
Now at a point, I would’ve been a bit cautious
Fm7
Talkin’ to myself, until it feels obnoxious (Ahh)
Ebmaj7
Way too honest, till I’m talkin’ unconscious
Fm7
Started gettin’ nauseous

(And I don’t need that shit)

[Chorus: Left at London]
Ebmaj7 Fm7
There’s nothin’ I can do
Ebmaj7 Fm7
‘Cause that’s all I’m good for
Ebmaj7 Fm7
So, when will I get to breathe?
Ebmaj7 Fm7
‘Cause that’s all I hope for

[Verse 2: Left at London]
Ebmaj7 Fm7
Now here it comes, I see it amongst the clouds
Ebmaj7 Fm7
It’s another fallin’ piece of the sky (Oh, ohh)
Ebmaj7 Fm7
If you could know all of what I’m seein’ now
Ebmaj7 Fm7
Then I guess you would say I’m out of my mind

But they never ask why, so

[Chorus: Left at London]
Ebmaj7 Fm7
There’s nothin’ I can do
Ebmaj7 Fm7
‘Cause that’s all I’m good for
Ebmaj7 Fm7
So, when will I get to breathe?
Ebmaj7 Fm7
‘Cause that’s all I hope for
(Save me!)
Ebmaj7 Fm7
There’s nothin’ I can do
(Oh, hoh, hoh, ohh!)
Ebmaj7 Fm7
‘Cause that’s all I’m good for
(Oh, hoh, hoh, hoh, ohh!)
Ebmaj7 Fm7
So, when will I get to breathe?
Ebmaj7 Fm7
‘Cause that’s all I hope for

[Outro: Ro Ramdin & Left at London]

Cm Fm7 Abmaj7 Gm7
Cm Fm7 Abmaj7 Gm7

(Yeah!)
(Ooh, hoo, ooh!)
(Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!)
(Ah, ahh, ah-ah-ahh!)
(Yeah!)
(Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh!)
(Yo! Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, hah!)
(Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
(Ooh, ah-ah-ahh, ah!)
(A-huh, huh, huh)
(Fuck you)
Cm
Now everybody get your hand out
Fm7
I’m about to be attentive company

Say I got your gun, I got your gun, and leave suddenly
Abmaj7
I load it up, now I’m stimming with the safety
Gm7
Why doesn’t god ever praise me?
Cm
So get your hand out
Fm7
I’m about to be attentive company

Say I got your gun, I got your gun, and leave suddenly
Abmaj7
I load it up, now I’m stimming with the safety
Gm7
Why doesn’t god ever praise me?

(Peace)