Detail In The Fabric
Ton : FEnglish
(Parlé:)
Hey, what's up…Uh, I just lost it, at the end of the day I fucking lost it,
I just blew up. My whole entire fucking apartment building.
I told everyone to go fuck themselves.
I just had a hard time today and uh, I don't know…
D9Calm CdownD9 deepC breaths and get yourself dressed instead
D9 Of rCunning around and pulling all your threads sayin' breakin' yourself up.
D9If it's a broken part replace it. If it's a broken arm then brace it.
CIf it's a broken heart then face it.
And hold your oF/Awn know your nCame and go your own wD9ay
Hold your oF/Awn know your nCame and go your own wD9ay
And eCverytD9hing will be fCine
Hang on
Help is on the way
And stay strong
I'm doing everything
Hold your own
Know your name
And go your own way
Hold your own
Know your name
And go your own way
And everything, everything will be fine
Everything
F/AAre thCe details in the fabric are the things that make you panic
D9Are your thoughts results of static cling.
F/AAre thCe things that make you blow hell no reason go on and scream
D9If yoCu'reF/A shocked it's just the fault of faulty manufacturing
Everything will be fine
Everything in no time at all
Everything
Hold your own
Know your name
Go your own way
Hold your own (Are the details in the fabric)
Know your name (Are the things that make you panic)
Go your own way (Are your thoughts results of static cling?)
Hold your own (Are the details in the fabric)
Know your name (Are the things that make you panic)
Go your own way (Is it Mother Nature's sewing machine?)
Hold your own (Are the things that make you blow)
Know your name (Hell no reason go on and scream)
Go your own way (If you're shocked it's just the fault)
(Of faulty manufacturing)
Bridge: Jason Mraz and James Morrison
Everything will be fine
Everything in no time at all
Hearts will hold
(Parlé:)
Yo, what's up man? I, uh, I don't know, I just wanted to say that, uh,
everything's cool with me now. I mean, I just think, I think I'll always be funky,
can't stop being funky, but I guess we just deal with it how it comes,
deal with the humps, take the jumps. I feel like you're an island of reality
in an ocean of diarrhea. And I love you buddy. Ok. Bye