It is originally in the key of Bb Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 76 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar or piano.
Original Key: Bb Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 76 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Bbm Ebm F . [VERSE] Bbm Ebm I’m sick, but I already told you that once F Bbm That blood you saw last time wasn’t fake, it’s real, I do my own stunts Bbm Ebm That gun had bullets, I just got lucky, I play Russian roulette for fun F Bbm That knife was trash, I got it replaced, it didn’t cut deep, it was too blunt Bbm That girl's still here, she’s sucking my dick, Ebm I might of been wrong, she may be the one F Bbm We’re not in love, but in 2021 I’m going to let her have my son Bbm Ebm So we can post and fake happy while our real lives come undone F And stay home and watch re-runs Bbm But I don’t want your sympathy Fuck your help! Ebm F Everyone’s an expert on everyone elsе except their fucking sеlves Bbm Last time that I made a song I left a lot of shit on that shelf Ebm F 'Cause I know you’re too weak to hear the truth or care about how I felt Bbm And oh, hi comment section! Bbm Ebm Did you know your words describe you and not me F Bbm and bounce back 'cause in life we project our insecurities Bbm on people we wish we could be while Ebm F Bbm blinded by the fact that we’re our own biggest and worst enemies Bbm Yeah Bbm You don’t know me, you knew me Ebm F You thought JOKER was a joke, that shits my life, this ain't no movie F Bbm You torment me and abuse me Bbm Haunt me, chase me, and amuse me Ebm I’m at war inside my mind my OPS are black, F Bbm they hide at night like I’m playing Call Of Duty Bbm Ebm I’m depressed, but, cancel culture causes me to say that loosely F Why do you judge if you're not Judy? F Bbm You're not my friend, you’re dead to me after what you’ve done, Bbm I feel like uzi Ebm I’m done dealing with these groupies F Bbm When they see me they see food, I feel like sushi Bbm Oh, it’s funny right 'cause it’s not happening to you Ebm F I wear a size 13 men’s, there’s no damn way you could walk in my shoes Bbm Take this pain and do what I do Bbm While making songs that people use Ebm To get through shit I can’t get through F Bbm While they laugh, hate, destroy, and constantly ridicule Bbm You guys are pitiful Bbm You take my words, and you twist them, Bbm that’s why I don’t want to do interviews Ebm I told my mom I was suicidal, and she cried and then screamed Bbm "What the hell has got into you?" Bbm I don’t know, mom Bbm Ebm Maybe those people who laugh, hate, spin the truth Ebm F And pray you fail, and once you do F HA HA HA HA HA www.chordzone.org Bbm They start kicking you Bbm FUCK Bbm They tried to put me in a hospital bed Ebm Diagnose me and stuff me with meds F All it ever did was fuck up my head Bbm They anti-depress you until you’re depressed again Ebm F And then you depend on the pills that made you independent Bbm What a shame Bbm I’m stuck in a cycle Ebm F I’m the hero, villain, traitor, and somebody else’s idol Bbm I make songs about my broken heart and about the Bible Ebm F If you feel depressed or wanna kill yourself, I’m not liable Bbm Let me clarify and get this straight Ebm I make songs that no one else can make Gb That millions love 'cause they relate F F Bbm Then get half the recognition but twice the hate Bbm Ebm Then reinvest and do it all again Gb F At a quicker speed than anyone driving in my lane Bbm Then I smile and wave Ebm Work and slave Talk to my fans every day Gb F While you troll and only take breaks to take a shit or masturbate Bbm Then claim my life's a piece of cake Ebm Like you could somehow do it, Gb F even though we know you wouldn’t 'cause you’re too goddamn afraid Bbm Ebm Don’t even join my circus this time, I’m not in the mood Gb F Go listen to that mainstream music or whatever your friends think is cool Bbm I’ll sit here and play the fool, while you drool Ebm And drown inside my tears that fill Gb F Olympic pools even Michael Phelps couldn’t endure www.chordzone.org Bbm Furthermore Ebm I’m tired of drinking and waking up on that floor Gb Tired of living a life I cannot afford F Tired of living my life for people who never Bbm saw me as equal who hate me and just try to ignore No more It’s war Ebm I’m evening this score Gb Killing everyone that walks through that door F And tells me I need wings to soar Bbm Ebm So let me take that knife and gun and stop pointing them at myself Gb F I’ve hurt enough, it’s time for you to feel it along with everyone else Bbm Society needs sobriety Ebm We put people down for notoriety Gb Love in public but destroy them privately F Adding creating anxiety F Bbm Then we want love and don’t get it, oh, the irony Bbm Ebm This was a poem I wrote in my diary Fighting demons deep inside of me Gb F I feel alone, yet I’m constantly fighting for privacy F Bbm Seeking truth while everyone I know lies to me Bbm Ebm It’s ironic 'cause the people who knew me the best didn’t support me Gb Until I finally made it, now they wanna fake it F Bbm and act like they love me when I know they don’t even like me You ain't slick Ebm I remember the day dude fucked my bitch Gb F I remember rejection after rejection and going home wanting to slit my wrists Bbm Ebm I remember that coach who said I wasn’t shit then took my fucking scholarship Gb F And all the kids who used to bully me just 'cause I didn’t fit in Bbm How does it feel? Ebm When you see me now Gb F They say if you’re alone and fall it doesn’t make a sound Bbm What goes up must come down Ebm Unless Gb F You get a knife and cut a smile so you never frown [OUTRO] You look nervous Is it the scars? You wanna know how I got 'em? Come here, look at me I said look at me! Gonna hurt you! (*Laughter continues*)
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