[Song Title: Coping Mechanism] [Tempo: 165 BPM] [Key: E Major] [Genre: 90s Pop-Punk, Skate Punk] [Intro] (Fast drum fill) [E5] [B5] [A5] [B5] [E5] [B5] [A5] [B5] (Bass Slide) (Group Shout: "Hey! Hey! Let's go!") [Verse 1] [E5] I’m tightening trucks with a wrench in my hand [B5] You’re lacing up boots like you command the land [C#m5] The grip tape is rough and it tears at my thumb [A5] I watch you glide by and I just feel so dumb [E5] You got the neon wheels glowing in the sun [B5] I’m pushing uphill and I’m coming undone [C#m5] The clique in the bowl creates a divide [A5] I’m stuck on the deck while you freely ride [Pre-Chorus] (Clean, melodic arpeggios let ring) [F#5] It’s a physics problem I can’t seem to solve [A5] The world keeps turning, the wheels revolve [F#5] I wanted to meet you in the middle somewhere [A5] But you’re dancing in circles [B5] Walking on air! [Chorus] (Full distortion, open chords, harmony vocals) [E] You’re inline gliding, smooth as the breeze [B] I’m hitting the pavement with scabs on my knees [C#m] Rollerblade motion, fluid and fast [A] I’m just a relic from the skateboard past [E] You spin like a top, I crash like a stone [B] Two different lines, riding alone (Whoa-oh-oh) [C#m] Riding alone! (Whoa-oh-oh) [A] Yeah, I’m riding alone! [Verse 2] (Bass-heavy, drums tight, light PM guitar) [E5] I saw you on Friday by the concessions stand [B5] Tried to look cool, board in my hand [C#m5] But you looked right through me, eyes on the track [A5] Adjusting your pads and arching your back [E5] I’m loud and I’m clunky, rattling bones [B5] You’re silent precision in no-parking zones [C#m5] I wrote you a song but the tempo is wrong [A5] You were already finished before I came along [Pre-Chorus] (Building intensity) [F#5] It’s a physics problem I can’t seem to solve [A5] The world keeps turning, the wheels revolve [F#5] The gap is too big, the transition too steep [B5] And I’m losing the balance I promised to keep! [Chorus] (Maximum volume, soaring vocals) [E] You’re inline gliding, smooth as the breeze [B] I’m hitting the pavement with scabs on my knees [C#m] Rollerblade motion, fluid and fast [A] I’m just a relic from the skateboard past [E] You spin like a top, I crash like a stone [B] Two different lines, riding alone (Whoa-oh-oh) [C#m] Riding alone! (Whoa-oh-oh) [A] Yeah, I’m riding alone! [Bridge] (Half-time feel, heavy downstrokes) [A] I’ll stick to the rails and the concrete stairs [E] You stick to the rink and the cool rushing air [B] Maybe one day when the park lights go out [C#m] We’ll find common ground without a doubt (Drum fill builds back to double-time) [B] But not today! No, not today! [Guitar Solo] [E] [B] [C#m] [A] (Fast melodic lead) [Chorus] (Full energy finale) [E] You’re inline gliding, smooth as the breeze [B] I’m hitting the pavement with scabs on my knees [C#m] Rollerblade motion, fluid and fast [A] I’m just a relic from the skateboard past [E] You spin like a top, I crash like a stone [B] Two different lines, riding alone! [Outro] (Gang vocals, clapping beat) [E] Wheels on the ground (Don't look back) [B] Wheels on the ground (Fade to black) [C#m] Just a skater lost in the pack. [A] [E] (Clean final chord)
