Vipassana chords and lyrics - MACKLEMORE & RYAN LEWIS

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[Intro 1]
[Am]
[Eaug]
[C]
[Am]

[Verse 1]
Yesterday, forget [Am]it.
Tomorrow is nada
[Eaug]The present is right here,
through the breath, [C]watch it
Atheist Jesus piece, hanging on a cross
[Am]We sit and discuss God[F#dim]
on lawn [Am]chairs
About how we got here,
What it is, what it isn't, shit
Fate [Eaug]vs. fate,
scrimmaging with coincidence
Leave [C]out the market and hold
up on the business end
Focus on the [Am]genuine, and everything else,
you can shed the skin
I was a couple moves away [G]from being dead
[F]In that ER [Dm]overdosing, eyes
bleeding red
[Am]I fell in love, made an album got a buzz[G]
Lost [F]it all, sobered up and guess [Dm]what?
Now we [Am]meet again
And now I'm back,
finally just [G]laughin
[Dm]Expectations are resentments
waiting to [Am]happen
Studying the Dharma,
Karma of a [G]vipas[Dm]sana practice
Bahá'u'lláh, Buddah, God to the mountaintop
and I'm traveling
[Am]Learning, yes reflecting
on what matters
[Eaug]People, [Am]impermanence, lack of attachments
[C]It's space and time,
a couple [Am]man made distractions
The measure of spirit that no human
can ever capture
Church, ha, this booth is [G]my Vatican
[Dm]I don't control life,
but I control how I [Am]re act to it
Student of the breath,
break beats and [Em]balancing
[F]Desire vs. [Am]truth until I finally find happiness

[Interlude 1]
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[Am][G][F][Am]
[G][Am][Dm]
[Am][Dm]
[Am]

[Verse 2]
I was put here to do something before I'm
lying in that casket
I'd be lying [Eaug]on the beat if I [Am]said I
didn't know what that is
[C]The world's a stage and we play a character,
[Am]I found him
It took me 20 something years and a bunch
of shitty soundchecks
I'm not gonna be content,
till I find gratitude
Regardless of the sales or the [Eaug]record
deals that [Am]they're handing you
[C]If the next gen[Am]eration takes our legacy
and samples you
We'll have a bunch of mp3s of misled
kids to pass them to
I use my veins to create the color I [G]paint from
[F]Delve into som[Am]ething til my hea[Dm]rt
becomes [Am]my paint brush
I tell my momma I'm
not stopping til [G]my names up
[Am]Thinkin' those comments on
[Dm]that blog is gonna save us
[Am]Searching for everything but
[Dm]Gods to validate [G]ya
[Dm]Get insecure and then we
start blaming the haters
[Am]Used to look to women to fill a
part of me that was [G]vacant
[Dm]Truth, the only [Am]thing that I ever
[Dm]used in moder[Am]ation
So I stare into this paper instead
of sitting at a [G]cu bicle
[Dm]Take all the ugly [F]shit inside
and try to make it beautiful
[Am]Use the cement from rock bottom
and make it [G]musical
[Am]So the people can re[F]late to
where I've been,
Where [Am]I'm going, what I've seen,
what I've heard
From the guts, fuck the [G]glory
Just a [F]person on a porch putting
[Dm]it all into recording
[Am]Many in my past and many that
came [G]be fore me
I [Dm]just keep walking my path and blessed [Am]to share my story

[Outro 1]
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[F][Am]
[G][Am][Dm][Am][Dm]
[G][Am][Dm][Am]
[Dm][Am]
[Am]