F#miHere we go for the hundredth time, hand grenade pins in every line
EThrow 'em up and let something shine, going out of my fuckin mind
F#miFilthy mouth / no excuse, find a new place to hang this news
EString me up from atop these roofs, knot it tight so i won't get loose
DTruth is / you can stop and stare
EBled myself out and no one cares
F#miDug the trench out / laid down there, with a shovel up out of reach somewhere
DYeah / someone pour it in
EMake it a dirt dance floor again
BmiSay your prayers and stomp it out, when they bring that chorus in
F#miI bleed it out digging deeper juE, (x3)st to throw it away
DJust to throw it away
BmiJust to throw it away
F#miI bleed it out
F#miChoppy words and a sloppy flow,
EShotgun opera / lock and load,cock it back and then watch it go
F#mimama help me / i've been cursed, death is rolling in every verse
ECandy paint on his brand new hearse,can't contain him / he knows he works
DFuck this hurts / i won't lie / doesn't matter Ehow hard i try
F#miHalf the words don't mean a thing and i know I won't be satisfied
Dso why try ignoring him, make it a dirt dEance floor again
Bmisay your prayers and stomp it out, when they bring that chorus in
F#miI bleed it out digging deeper juE, (x3)st to throw it away
DJust to throw it away
BmiJust to throw it away
F#miI bleed it out
I open up these sBmicars
I’ll make you face F#mithis
I pull myself apaBmirt
I’ll make you face F#mithis
i open up these sBmicars
i'll make you face thisF#mi now
F#mi, –, EF#miI bleed it out digging deeper juE, (x3)st to throw it away
DJust to throw it away
BmiJust to throw it away
F#miI bleed it out
OUTRO:
EF#-m-D-, Bmi, (x2)F#miI bleed it out
From Lucka :)
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