Eraser Ed Sheeran
[Intro]
[G#m] [-] [E] [F#]
[Verse]
I was born inside a [G#m]small town, I've lost that state of mind
Learned to sing inside the L[E]ord's house, but stopped at the ag[F#]e of nine
I forget when [B]I get aw[G#m]ards now the wave I had to ride
The paving stones I pl[E]ayed upon, they kept me on the gr[F#]ind
So blame it [B]on the [G#m]pain that blessed me with the life
Friends and family filled with e[E]nvy when they should be filled with p[F#]ride
And when the [B]world's a[G#m]gainst me is when I really come alive
And everyday that Satan t[E]empts me, I try to take it in my s[F#]tride
You know that [B]I've got [G#m]whisky with white lines and smoke in my lungs
I think life has [E]got to the point I know without [F#]it's no fun
I [B]need to [G#m]get in the right mind and clear myself up
Instead, I l[E]ook in the mirror questioning w[F#]hat I've become
I guess [B]it's a [G#m]stereotypical day for someone like me
Without a n[E]ine-to-five job or an [F#]uni degree
[B]To be [G#m]caught up in the trappings of the industry
They showed me the l[E]ocked doors I find another [F#]use of key, and you'll see
[Cborus]
[E] I'm well a[B]ware of certain t[F#]hings that w[F#/C#]ill destroy a man like me
[E] But with that s[B]aid give me one m[D#7]ore, higher[G#m]
[E]Another one to [F#]take the sting awa[G#m]y
I am [E]happy on my [F#]own, so here I'll sta[G#m]y
Save your [E]lovin' arms f[F#]or a rainy da[G#m]y
And I'll find [E]comfort in my p[F#]ain eraser
[Verse]
I used to think that nothing [G#m]could be better than touring the world with my songs
I chased the [E]pictured perfect life, I think they [F#]painted it wrong
I [B]think that [G#m]money is the root of evil and fame is hell
[E]Relationships and hearts you f[F#]ixed, they break as well[B]
And a[G#m]in't nobody wanna see you down in the dumps
Because you're l[E]iving your dream, man, this [F#]sh*t should be fun
Please [B]know that [G#m]I'm not trying to preach like I'm Reverend Run
I beg you, [E]don't be disappointed with the [F#]man I've become
Our con[G#m]versations with my father on the A14
[E]Age twelve telling me I've gotta c[F#]hase those dreams
N[B]ow I'm [G#m]playing for the people, dad, and they know me
With my [E]beat and small guitar wearing the [F#]same old jeans
Wembley [G#m]Stadium crowd two hundred and forty thousand
I may have g[E]rown up but I hope that [F#]Damien's proud
And t[B]o the [G#m]next generation, inspiration's allowed
The world [E]may be filled with hate but keep [F#]erasing it now, somehow
[Cborus]
[E] I'm well a[B]ware of certain t[F#]hings that w[F#/C#]ill befall a man like me
[E] But with that s[B]aid give me one m[D#7]ore, higher[G#m]
[E]Another one to [F#]take the sting awa[G#m]y
I am [E]happy on my [F#]own, so here I'll sta[G#m]y
Save your [E]lovin' arms f[F#]or a rainy da[G#m]y
And I'll find [E]comfort in my p[F#]ain erase[G#m]r
And I'll find [E]comfort in my p[F#]ain erase[G#m]r
And I'll find [E]comfort in my p[F#]ain eraser
[Bridge]
[G#m] Welcome to the new show
[E] I g[F#]uess you know I've been away
[G#m] But where I'm heading, who knows
[E] But my [F#]heart will stay the same
[G#m] Welcome to the new show
[E] I g[F#]uess you know I've been away
[G#m] But where I'm heading, who knows
[E] My pain eraser
[Outro]
And I'll find [E]comfort in my p[F#]ain erase[G#m]r
And I'll find [E]comfort in my p[F#]ain erase[G#m]r
And I'll find [E]comfort in my p[F#]ain eraser
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