My Flaws Burn Through My Skin Like Demonic Flames From Hell accords par 
$Uicideboy$ 
Tonalité : B minor
Intro 1
G
A
Bm
F#m
G
Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split
A
Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die
Gotta be equipped wit' a Jason mask
Bm
Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split
F#m
Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die
Chorus 1
Gotta be equipped wit' a Jason mask
G
Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split
A
Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die
Gotta be equipped wit' a Jason mask
Bm
Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split
F#m
Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die
Gotta be equipped wit' a Jason mask
G
Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split
A
Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die
Gotta be equipped wit' a Jason mask
Bm
Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split
F#m
Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die
Gotta be equipped wit' a Jason...
Verse 1
G
Slumped back in the driver's seat
Blunt between my lips
A
I'm riding with a bitch that's high as me
She ducking out, she trying to sleep
Bm
I'm duckin' out, I'm trying to see the road
But all I can see are four
F#m
Horsemen coming closer to me
I think I'm 'bout to die, we'll see
G
Swerving on them motherfuckers
Bitch, it ain't my time
A
Let the world blow up first
Then I might just close my eyes
Bm
It's all I really wanted my whole life
The universe won't notice, bitch
F#m
You just another life, the sun'll rise
Chorus 2
The stars have already died
G
Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split
A
Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die
Gotta be equipped wit' a Jason mask
Bm
Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split
F#m
Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die
Gotta be equipped wit' a Jason mask
G
Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split
A
Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die
Gotta be equipped wit' a Jason mask
Bm
Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split
F#m
Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die
Verse 2
Gotta be equipped wit' a Jason mask
G
(Aah!) See the reaper creeping
as my blood is seeping
A
Sleeping deeper through the night
so I can face my demons
Bm
(My!) Weakness seems to be
that I cannot stop breathing
F#m
Death keeps cheating on my life
but on my soul it's feeding
G
Leading to the fleeting
of an endless dream
A
Screaming and needing, yelling and pleading
that things ain't as they seem
Bm
In the cut sneaking and tweaking
because I can't stop seeking
F#m
This pain, this torture of horror
Outro 1
that I'm always conceiving
G
A
Bm
F#m
[Fade out]
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