Tonalité : Eb major•
Intro 1
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OK, OK
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Yeah
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We live tonight
Check it, now
Verse 1
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I seen pain, I felt the losses
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Attended funerals and seen coffins
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21 years old, an angel was lost here
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Wings clipped by the grip
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of 80 milligram sniffs of oxycontin
Everyday through the nostrils
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Never went away, never does it stop there
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Death a line or two away
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and a couple tall cans
'Cause you never know
when God is gonna call, man
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Precious, what we all share
Ab
I said peace at 5:30,
the next time that I saw him
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was in the hands of the pallbearer
Fm
What if I would've never gone
and dropped him off there?
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Blaming myself, in hysterics,
screaming it's not fair!
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21 years old with a book of rhymes
he was gonna recite to the globe
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Only thing to numb the pain
besides that shit in his nose
Fm
He was gonna quit tomorrow,
we're all gonna quit tomorrow
Just get us through the weekend,
and then Monday follows
Then it's Wednesday,
then it's "fuck it, I'm already feeling hollow
Might as well go crack a seal,
might as well go chug a bottle
Might as well go pop a pill
and go and band-aid that problem
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And escape this world, vacate this world
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'Cause I hate myself
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Fm
No praying's gonna cure this pain
Chorus 1
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Ab
Doctor, please,
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Fm
give me a dose of the American Dream
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Ab
Put down the pen and look in my eyes
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Fm
We're in the waiting room
and something ain't right
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Ab
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Fm
All this is on you,
Verse 2
we're overprescribed
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For me and Kev
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He went up in jail, institutions are dead
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And with our lives, we play Russian Roulette
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And try to find a life where we can be content
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'Cause for us, we're just trying to minimize
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the fear of being alive
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And now my little brother is in the sky
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From a pill that a doctor prescribed
That a drug
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that a million dollar industry supplied
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And the cops never go and profile at night
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Yeah, the, the, the orange plastic
with the white top they sell to you
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Has us looking for the answers
and not instead of you
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Quick fix, whatever do
We just gonna neglect the truth
Ab
Because a doctor with a license
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played God and said it's cool
Played God and said it's cool
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Fm
Bridge 1
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But me? I don't blame Kev
or his mom freebasing
while pregnant with him
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I blame the pharmacy companies
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And country that spends trillions
fighting the war they supplying themselves
Politicians and business and jail
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Public defenders and judges who fail
Look at Kevin, look at Kevin
Now he's wrapped in plastic
Cm
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Cm
Fm
First dealer was his mom's medicine cabinet
Cm
Got anxiety, better go and give him a Xanax
Focus, give him Adderall,
sleep, give him Ambien
'Til he's walking 'round the city
looking like a mannequin
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Ups and downs shooting up prescriptions
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Cm
you're handing him
So America, is it really worth it? I'm asking you
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Bb
Fm
Cm
Chorus 2
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Gm
Doctor, please,
Cm
Ab
give me a dose of the American Dream
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Put down the pen
Fm
and look in my eyes
Cm
Ab
We're in the waiting room
and something ain't right
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Gm
Cm
Ab
All this is on you,
we're overprescribed
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Fm
Outro 1
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Doctor, your medicine,
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and your methods
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Can't cure my disease
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without killing me
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Ab
You're killing me, you're killing me
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Fm
You're killing me, you're killing me
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Doctor, your medicine,
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and your methods
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Can't cure my disease
Fm
without killing me
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Ab
You're killing me, you're killing me
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Fm
You're killing me, you're killing me
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