Beck - Already dead

^GTime wears away all the p^G7leasures of the da^Gy All the treasur^Bbes y^Fou could ho^Gld ^GDays turn to sand, losing str^G7ength in every h^Gand They can^Bb't hold yo^Fu anym^Gore ^{G7 G}

^GAlready dead to ^Gme now, ^GAlready dead to ^Gme now ^G7 'Cause it ^Bbfeels like I'm wat^Fching something dyi^Gng

^GLove looks away in the h^G7arsh light of the d^Gay On the ^Bbedge of no^Fthing mor^Ge ^GDays fade to black in the ^G7light of what they ^Glack Nothing's ^Bbmeasured by w^Fhat it n^Geeds ^{G7 G}

^GAlready dead to ^Gme now, ^GAlready dead to ^Gme now ^G7 'Cause it ^Bbfeels like I'm wat^Fching something dyi^Gng