Song Scale: B Minor
Signature BPM: 4/4
Metronome: 65
Strumming Pattern: DU,DU,DU,DU
(Intro)
Em G Bm A Em G Bm A
Verse 1
Em G Bm
Danger, one of us just lost our savior
A
Gotta maintain when you’re going insane, so I say this prayer
Em G
Dear God, why do I need this medicine to control my anger?
Bm A
And do you even exist? They’re trying to say it’s a myth
Em G
Lotta things left unsaid, lotta things left unanswered
Bm
My aunt just passed from cancer
Bm
Dad just got out of rehab
A
And mom’s never gonna show up, gotta grow up
Em
Ride with me through the memories inside of me
G
‘Til the nights I was hooked on the ivory
Bm
Head hurting all week ’cause of bad coke
A Em
Then the same week Peep overdosed, that’s fucked up
Em
But I guess I lucked up
G Bm
And I feel this pain because it probably won’t be until
A
The day I die that they love us
A Em
But trust, every nomination I don’t get
G
Every list that I ain’t on
Bm
Is a reminder of why I wrote songs in the first place
A
As a way to escape where I came from
(Chorus)
Em G
This just my pretty toxic
Bm A
Heavy conscience weighing on my soul
Em G
Six shots in my revolver
Bm A
When I’m on my own
(Verse-2)
Em
Play this song
G Bm
On the first day I am gone, I do not want you to cry
A Em
Legends never die, I hope our story’s told
Em G
And the year spent on that road
G Bm
Before they came to our shows
A
We were creating our lane, I hope they pave it in gold
Em G
Take me home, somewhere I belong
G Bm A
Somewhere foreign, looks like Dali’s drawing
Em G
Yeah, isn’t it funny that whenever you got a vision
G
A mission and a couple of plans to go with it
Bm
Somebody gotta come along mad and damage it
A
Like a cancer that inhabits never banishes
Em
I managed to smoke five grams of cannabis
G Bm
And still keep my stamina for the fans and the goddamn cameras
A
That attack my stance like Evangelists
Em
I said truth and they couldn’t handle it
G
So when it sinks you stand in it
Bm
I guess this is my Titanic
A
With no James Cameron to direct this draft of it
A
Just my
(Chorus)
Em G
Pretty toxic heavy conscience
Bm A
Weighing on my soul
Em G
Six shots in my revolver
Bm A
When I’m on my own, back against the wall
Em
It got me anxious
G
Helpless, frigid, cold
Bm A
Late nights drinking on my own
Em G
Now I’m fearless, Al Capone
Bm A
To my dearest, I ain’t gone
[Intro]
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Danger, one of us just lost our savior
Gotta maintain when you’re going insane, so I say this prayer
Dear God, why do I need this medicine to control my anger?
And do you even exist? They’re trying to say it’s a myth
Lotta things left unsaid, lotta things left unanswered
My aunt just passed from cancer
Dad just got out of rehab
And mom’s never gonna show up, gotta grow up
Ride with me through the memories inside of me
‘Til the nights I was hooked on the ivory
Head hurting all week ’cause of bad coke
Then the same week Peep overdosed, that’s fucked up
But I guess I lucked up
And I feel this pain because it probably won’t be until
The day I die that they love us
But trust, every nomination I don’t get
Every list that I ain’t on
Is a reminder of why I wrote songs in the first place
As a way to escape where I came from
[Chorus]
This just my pretty toxic
Heavy conscience weighing on my soul
Six shots in my revolver
When I’m on my own
[Verse 2]
Play this song
On the first day I am gone, I do not want you to cry
Legends never die, I hope our story’s told
And the year spent on that road
Before they came to our shows
We were creating our lane, I hope they pave it in gold
Take me home, somewhere I belong
Somewhere foreign, looks like Dali’s drawing
Yeah, isn’t it funny that whenever you got a vision
A mission and a couple of plans to go with it
Somebody gotta come along mad and damage it
Like a cancer that inhabits never banishes
I managed to smoke five grams of cannabis
And still keep my stamina for the fans and the goddamn cameras
That attack my stance like Evangelists
I said truth and they couldn’t handle it
So when it sinks you stand in it
I guess this is my Titanic
With no James Cameron to direct this draft of it
Just my
[Chorus]
Pretty toxic heavy conscience
Weighing on my soul
Six shots in my revolver
When I’m on my own, back against the wall
It got me anxious
Helpless, frigid, cold
Late nights drinking on my own
Now I’m fearless, Al Capone
To my dearest, I ain’t gone
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