F And it was tough C Dm Well tough, as much as anything is tough in this life F C It is one, as the city is one Dm Though it seems like it's many F Em Anyone in their right mind would know Dm Blur the lines between the flowers that grow F Em G In your head, in your den, as the spider Chorus: F C-c-c-colour collider Em Come collide with me Dm You just flap your wings F And I'm a million miler Em I was born to be Dm F You just make a mess of things that are simple Well, simple as much as anything's simple in this life But it's blurred, as my eyes become blurred And my head begins pounding And anyone with any grounding hobbies Wouldn't find it hard to clear your face for a fiver But you're not the best looking either Chorus: C-c-c-come on, colour collider Come collide with me You just flap your wings And I'm the million miler I was born to be You just make a mess of things Colour collider Come collide with me You just flap your wings Now I'm the million miler I would like to be You just make a, you just make a mess of things Em Dm Yeah F Em Dm You make a mess of things F Em Dm You make a mess of things F G F Em Dm You make a mess of things Chorus: C-c-c-colour collider Come collide with me You just flap your wings Now I'm the million miler I was born to be You just make a mess of things Colour collider Come collide with me You just flap your wings Now I'm the million miler I was born to be You just make a mess of things Colour collider Come collide with me You just flap your wings Now I'm the million miler I was born to be You just make a mess of things You just make a mess of things You just make a mess of things You just make a mess of things | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC Dm Em F G |