Tonalité : A major
Verse 1
Em
G
C
G
D
This
Em
is a
G
C
Cm
C
G
D
test.
Em
New night, same scumbags,
different club,
G
same price tags,
same girls, fake Dior bags,
fake blonde hair,
C
Cm
fake tans, triple A wristbands,
C
more drink in front of me
G
that I can handle,
different DJ, same tunes,
D
more money, more scandal
Em
Bang, out of nowhere
that same feeling rising up in me
G
Straight locks going nuts,
mixing up the tequila and anxiety
C
Roots spinning quicker and quicker,
fuck those who's standing next to me
G
Stagger to the toilet, look at myself,
D
I don't know who's looking back at me
Em
If it felt like, you just wanna finish it,
and get off something
G
But it's all gone too far, too fast,
and you're afraid of jumping
C
The sad thing is, deep down,
Cm
C
I felt like this for fucking ages
G
It's out of my hands now anyway,
D
it's written on all the
Em
G
walls and all the pages.
C
D
F#
Em
No more looking at myself in the mirror,
more shots, sambuca,
G
tequila.
Quick glance round, quick look back,
quick tap on the shoulder,
C
oi bruv have you seen her?
Cm
No one can touch me,
C
same point of no return crossed,
G
D
same rollercoaster ride in full float,
same chance to jump off it lost
Em
Same geezers who wanna have it out,
cause they don't like how me
G
and my lot are going on
If they wanna swing it out
then we'll swing it out in the street
with all our best clothes on
C
Asked me a few hours ago
and all I wanted to do
is bang shots and girls
G
Now it seems like having a round the
street
D
is the best idea in the fucking world
Em
Bang, bouncers got my arm
behind my back,
and I'm outside
G
Feet haven't touched the floor,
it's just the next part of this rollercoaster
ride
Cm
At a low and this has all got a bit on top
C
G
Head's sober, stomach in a knot,
my palms are sweating
D
And where the fuck am I lot?
Em
It's like a symphony,
a guy's shouting
G
Bones cracking, a girl's screaming
I thought it'd be a taxi
Might be a body bag that I leave in
C
Cm
I'm covered in blood
C
G
And this time it's defin
itely me bleeding
D
Em
I'm 21, give it 2 minutes 30 till I stop breathing
G
C
Cm
C
D
F#m
D
Em
Drenched in my own blood
G
Adrenaline running through my veins
So close to death, never felt so alive
Things will never be the same again
Cm
Everything is slow -mo
C
I can tell it, you all crystal clear
G
The taste of claret in my mouth
D
The grit of the pavement
Em
The smell of the fear
The girl in the blue dress
She can't take it anymore,
she looks away
G
The colour of the
sky as night turns to day
C
that deep blue, dark grey.
The body I'm in's not mine,
the punches keep coming
G
and coming.
Two minute thirty's almost up,
D
doesn't look like I'll be running.
Em
Time's almost up,
it's now or never,
G
do or die o 'clock.
No one's coming to my rescue,
it's like this rollercoaster ride might stop.
C
Last few heartbeats,
last few deep breaths.
G
Nine lives gone,
D
time to give them what I've got left.
Em
One last chance to pick
myself up
and get off the ground.
G
These ain't punches, I swear that's
The girls are screaming too loud
C
Cm
It's getting to town on my back
and my canister
G
I've got to react now
There's bubbles in my lungs,
D
I'm seeing a white light
I'm losing all the sound
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