Tonalité : G minor
Verse 1
D#dim
B
A
When I imagine myself on acid
B
D#m
A
I take step backwards and
F#m
find those to lap itself
D#dim
A
Even dance a pound around my silent thoughts
B
who had the crown
Don't-don't-don't-don't let let
F#m
A
F#m
D#m
let let life pass yourself
A
When I imagine myself on acid
D#m
B
D#dim
I take step backwards and
G#m
B
D#dim
find those to lap itself
A
Even dance a pound around my silent thoughts
D#m
who had the crown
Don't-don't-don't-don't
C
let let let let life pass yourself
Verse 2
Em
I could've got a job at McDonald's,
C
but I like curly fries
Am
That's a metaphor for my life,
A
Am
and I like taller guys
C
Em
Could've got a deal if I wanted,
Am
C
but I like owning shit
And I like making shit,
A
Am
and I like selling it
Verse 3
C
Could've peaked when I was in high
Em
Am
C
school but I had bigger plans
A
Could've took the time out to find you
Am
but you ain't understand
C
You gotta leave for them
Em
to define you
Am
C
'Cause what would you de mand?
A
When everybody out to define
Am
you without a circumstance
Verse 4
C
Anybody got Harry
Em
C
Styles' phone number?
Okay, I called him and they
D
A
said I got the wrong number
C
I was trying to be Pac when I was younger,
Em
dreaming of better days
C
I don't see my mom no more re
F
A
mind me of bad weather days
Verse 5
C
Em
If you got a problem with me,
try some other guy
C
A
I let you know I'm a dog,
Em
C
I ate the cat alive
But really though,
Em
F#m
C
I'm alone 'cause I don't stick around
A
And yes, I know it's my fault,
Verse 6
so put your finger down
C
I would keep this shit pent up
Em
C
if it weren't for my mom
A
If it weren't for Dijon yeah
C
I don't like to lie
Em
Guess it sounds out the month
Bm
Em
C
Should've opened up my mouth more,
A
C
show 'em what my fist for
Let 'em get a fistful,
Em
Bm
Em
caught up in the lust, man
Bred from the legs of straight
A
killers on best end
Em
C
Bm
Black eyes, bloody sheets, damn,
Em
where yo' feet stand?
C
We should get a new plan,
A
maybe some more fans
Verse 7
D#m
D#dim
C
A
I love it when the people go wild for me
B
F#m
I love it when the people go wild for me
D#dim
I love it when the people
A
go wild for me
C#
F#m
G#m
C
Keep it wild for me, wild, wild for me
A
D#dim
D#m
A
I love it when the people go wild for me
B
I love it when the people
D#dim
F#m
go wild for me
D#dim
D#m
D#dim
I love it when the
A
people go wild for me
B
G#m
A
Keep it wild for me, wild, wild for me
Interlude 1
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D#m
C
C#
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B
C
A
G#m
A
D#dim
B
A
C#
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F#m
B
A
F#m
G#m
A
C
Verse 8
Am
Baby, I been trippin' off 'em,
Em
C
tie me up and send 'em off
And I been on mission for it,
A
Am
I just want my own apartment
C
I just want a space with
Em
F
C
my old best friend
Lock me in your cellular,
Am
A
won't elevate again
C
Baby, I been trippin' off 'em,
Em
C
tie me up and send 'em off
I been on mission for it,
A
Am
I just want my own apartment
C
I just want a space with
Em
C
F
C
my old best friend
Lock me in your cellular,
won't elevate again
Verse 9
Em
C
I'm a shithead son
A
C
And I'm bad at growing up
Em
C
I'm a shithead son
A
And I'm bad at growing up
C
My life ain't been the same,
Em
C
A
since my dog died, since my girl left
C
I quit drinking and drugging
Em
and still can't get ahead
C
Been at a loss for words
A
It seems I'm destined to fall apart
C
when I'm depressed
It's all a test,
Em
C
scream at God from my bedside
A
I glue my hands together,
life's got me hog-tied
Am
C
Em
There's There's no applause in the game of life,
C
I just bought a car
And a new house,
here's the cost to prove it
Em
C
I spin a little wheel when
I'm feelin' moody
And that's like all the time,
A
C
try not to mind the clock
Em
Because my heart is ticking,
C
I smoke a pack a day
And I wish I didn't,
having some trouble quittin'
I have a couple vices,
Em
C
we had that show on Viceland
A
I was hardly in it,
C
most the time I'm hidden
Em
Anxious, impatient and always
C
wanting something different
I hate the way I'm feeling,
A
Am
C
I'm sick of chasing feelings
Verse 10
Em
Baby, I been trippin' off 'em,
C
tie me up and send 'em off
And I been on a mission for it,
A
Am
I just want my own apartment
C
I just want a space with
Em
F
C
my old best friend
Am
Lock me in your cel lular,
A
won't elevate again
C
Baby, I been trippin' off 'em,
Em
C
tie me up and send 'em off
I been on a mission for it,
A
Am
I just want my own apartment
C
I just want a space with
Em
F
C
my old best friend
Lock me in your cellular,
C
Em
C
won't elevate again
Outro 1
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