Tonalité : Bb minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Look at what the cat dragged in,
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still breathing last night's air
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Hand shaking cause the vice
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never fights fair
And you're relating cause'
you struggle with the same shit
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And wrote the threat of addiction
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off with the same sip
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Drowning, holding on to anything and everything around me,
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staring down the barrel of a browning
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Scowering, looking for any chance that allows me to sip
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another bad taste down and devour it whole
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Young bright and bold with a bottle
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for a friend and a heart full of holes
No diamond in a stocking full of coal
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Never listen to the world when
it told me I should slow my roll
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It's abusive, but never hands on a women,
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choked a couple bottle necks and pounced when I shouldn't
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If the proof is in the pudding I done ate it all up,
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instead of savoring the taste I love
Verse 2
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I'm on that shit again and I
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don't wanna come back down
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I hold my broken crown I pieces
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Pour my last shot to the ground
You're on that shit again,
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trying to overload my mound
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You always chase me round in circles till
I'm forced to hit the clouds
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I won't come down
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What's your meaning of high, huh?
Getting lifted on a smoke cloud,
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moderately poisoning yourself until you zone out?
Stick the dragon in your veins, sniffing Adderall and Cain,
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tilt another Styrofoam cup to your mouth
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Me? I got my ow way to get up,
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starts with a rocks glass and ends with a hiccup
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And all the while I've been camouflaging my symptoms
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like I don't do the harder drugs cause I slip up
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Slip up - yeah that kid slipped up - re
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habilitated twice and skipped straight to the pub
I got my pops freaking out about his son and I'm
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juggling the stress of an artist by getting drunk
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No difference
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I escape like the rest of them, no thought,
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no faith like the rest of them
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I've been focusing and fighting so hard that I de
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serve a little bit of R & R, right?
Verse 3
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I'm on that shit again and I
Am
don't wanna come back down
F
I hold my broken crown I pieces
Em
Am
Pour my last shot to the ground
You're on that shit again,
G
Em
Am
trying to overload my mound
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Am
You always chase me round in circles till
I'm forced to hit the clouds
I won't come down
Em
I never claimed to be a
Verse 4
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saint, shit
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I built a life off of mishaps
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And cheers proudly to my flaws
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with a chipped glass
The sick fact is I'm happy
when I'm shit- canned
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At least a little bit, I smile like a lit candle
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But I'm aware that I'm just blinded
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by the blanket of it
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And stress doesn't get relinquished
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just by drinking something
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And I don't know if I'm addicted to the feeling or the fact
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that I can make a little exit without thinking of it
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Hell, I guess I'm showing all the signs huh?
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And redirecting to where
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that alcohol defines fun
And I'll admit that I've been known to have a good time,
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but promised that I'd never cross the line
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But never learned to draw it, call it, write it with a goal,
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make it so the night train never gets to go
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I'm as vulnerable as any of you other Joe
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Shmoe's and got a couple little vices of my own.
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I'm on that
Verse 5
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shit again and I
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don't wanna come back down
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I hold my broken crown I pieces
Em
Am
Pour my last shot to the ground
You're on that shit again,
G
Em
Am
trying to overload my mound
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Am
You always chase me round in circles till I'm forced to hit the clouds
Em
Am
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Em
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I won't come down
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