[Intro]
Dm


[Verse]
Dm              Bb                 Gm         C
After years of work I loathe, this is my revelation:
           Dm                   Bb              Gm             C
I’ve been living a life that’s not my own, controlled by expectations
Dm            Bb           Gm           C
Of my mind I was a slave, awaiting liberation
      Dm                Bb                Gm           C
Well now at last I’ve freed myself, I’m choosing my direction


[Interlude]
Dm


[Verse]
       Dm               Bb                 Gm                  C
I’ll start to think outside the box where all this time I’ve lived
   Dm                Bb                 Gm                C
If every road leads back to Rome, I’ll find new ways to flee
Dm              Bb                Gm               C
Aye, aye, Noah get the boat, we’ll sail the seven seas
Dm              Bb                  Gm                   A7
If we shipwreck on the rocks we’ll still be better than here


[Chorus]
Dm                Gm
It’s my turn to shine
Bb             C
My future is bright
Dm                Gm
Don’t look at my light
Bb                F A7
I will leave you blind


[Interlude]
Dm


[Verse]
     Dm          Bb      Gm                C
Describing the ineffable using stains of Rorschach
 Dm               Bb               Gm           C
Watch me look you in the eye and claim prosopagnosia
Dm                 Bb                Gm             C
I could change my name and language, anche se, per cosa?
     Dm                   Bb               Gm              A7
Una rosa con qualsiasi altro nome sarà sempre una fottuta rosa.


[Chorus]
Dm                Gm
It’s my turn to shine
Bb             C
My future is bright
Dm              Gm
Don’t look at my light
Bb                F A7
I will leave you blind


[Instrumental]
Dm Gm Bb C  Dm Gm Bb F A7 x2


[Chorus]
Em                Am
It's my turn to shine
C              D
My future is bright
Em             Am
Look me in the eye
C                    G B7
You’ll see that I’m right


[Outro]
Em                            Am
Taste Sauce, from which all spices flow;
      C               D
Drink up, ye Pirates here below;
   Em               Am
Until the Kansas School Board calls;
        C        D          Em
Praise Noodles, Sauce, and Meaty Balls.