G#m7 I was born inside a small town, I've lost that state of mind E F# Learned to sing inside the Lord's house, but stopped at the age of nine B G#m7 I forget when I get awards now the wave I had to ride E F# The paving stones I played upon, they kept me on the grind B G#m7 So blame it on the pain that blessed me with the life E F# Friends and family filled with envy when they should be filled with pride And when the world's against me is when I really come alive And everyday that Satan tempts me, I try to take it in my stride You know that I've got whisky with white lines and smoke in my lungs I think life has got to the point I know without it's no fun I need to get in the right mind and clear myself up Instead, I look in the mirror questioning what I've become I guess it's a stereotypical day for someone like me Without a nine-to-five job or an uni degree To be caught up in the trappings of the industry They showed me the locked doors I find another use for the key, and you'll see Chorus: E B F# C#m I'm well aware of certain things that can destroy a man like me E B D#7 G#m7 But with that said give me one more, higher E F# G#m7 Another one to take the sting away E F# G#m7 I am happy on my own, so here I'll stay E F# G#m7 Save your lovin' arms for a rainy day E F# And I'll find comfort in my pain, eraser I used to think that nothing could be better than touring the world with my songs I chased the pictured perfect life, I think they painted it wrong I think that money is the root of all evil, and fame is hell Relationships, and hearts you fixed, they break as well And ain't nobody wanna see you down in the dumps Because you're living your dream, man, this shit should be fun Please know that I'm not trying to preach like I'm Reverend Run I beg you, don't be disappointed with the man I've become Conversations with my father on the A14 Age 12 telling me I've gotta chase those dreams Now I'm playing for the people, dad, and they know me With my beaten small guitar, wearing the same old jeans Wembley Stadium crowd's 240 thou' I may have grown up, but I hope that Damian's proud And to the next generation, inspiration's allowed The world may be filled with hate, but keep erasing it now Somehow Chorus And I'll find comfort in my pain eraser And I'll find comfort in my pain eraser G#m7 Welcome to the new show E F# I guess you know I've been away G#m7 But where I'm heading, who knows E F# But my heart will stay the same G#m7 Welcome to the new show E F# I guess you know I've been away G#m7 But where I'm heading, who knows E My pain eraser And I'll find comfort in my pain eraser And I'll find comfort in my pain eraser And I'll find comfort in my pain eraser And I'll find comfort in my pain eraser | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC#m D#7 E F# G#m G#m7 B |