Tonalità: G minor
Verse 1
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When I imagine myself on acid
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Cm
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I take step backwards and
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find those to lap itself
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Even dance a pound around my silent thoughts
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who had the crown
Don't-don't-don't-don't let let
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Cm
let let life pass yourself
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When I imagine myself on acid
Cm
G#
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I take step backwards and
Fm
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find those to lap itself
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Even dance a pound around my silent thoughts
Cm
who had the crown
Don't-don't-don't-don't
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let let let let life pass yourself
Verse 2
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I could've got a job at McDonald's,
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but I like curly fries
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That's a metaphor for my life,
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and I like taller guys
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Could've got a deal if I wanted,
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but I like owning shit
And I like making shit,
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and I like selling it
Verse 3
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Could've peaked when I was in high
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school but I had bigger plans
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Could've took the time out to find you
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but you ain't understand
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You gotta leave for them
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to define you
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'Cause what would you de mand?
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When everybody out to define
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you without a circumstance
Verse 4
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Anybody got Harry
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Styles' phone number?
Okay, I called him and they
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said I got the wrong number
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I was trying to be Pac when I was younger,
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dreaming of better days
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I don't see my mom no more re
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mind me of bad weather days
Verse 5
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C#m
If you got a problem with me,
try some other guy
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F#
I let you know I'm a dog,
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I ate the cat alive
But really though,
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D#m
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I'm alone 'cause I don't stick around
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And yes, I know it's my fault,
Verse 6
so put your finger down
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I would keep this shit pent up
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if it weren't for my mom
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If it weren't for Dijon yeah
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I don't like to lie
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Guess it sounds out the month
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C#m
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Should've opene d up my mouth more,
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show 'em what my fist for
Let 'em get a fistful,
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G#m
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caught up in the lust, man
Bred from the legs of straight
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killers on best end
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A
G#m
Black eyes, bloody sheets, damn,
C#m
where yo' feet stand?
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We should get a new plan,
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maybe some more fans
Verse 7
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F#
I love it when the people go wild for me
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I love it when the people go wild for me
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I love it when the people
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go wild for me
Bb
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Fm
A
Keep it wild for me, wild, wild for me
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Cm
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I love it when the people go wild for me
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I love it when the people
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go wild for me
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Cm
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I love it when the
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people go wild for me
G#
Fm
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Keep it wild for me, wild, wild for me
Interlude 1
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Verse 8
F#m
Baby, I been trippin' off 'em,
C#m
A
tie me up and send 'em off
And I been on mission for it,
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F#m
I just want my own apartment
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I just want a space with
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D
A
my old best friend
Lock me in your cellular,
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F#
won't elevate again
A
Baby, I been trippin' off 'em,
C#m
A
tie me up and send 'em off
I been on mission for it,
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F#m
I just want my own apartment
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I just want a space with
C#m
A
D
A
my old best friend
Lock me in your cellular,
won't elevate again
Verse 9
C#m
A
I'm a shithead son
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A
And I'm bad at growing up
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I'm a shithead son
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And I'm bad at growing up
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My life ain't been the same,
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A
F#
since my dog died, since my girl left
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I quit drinking and drugging
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and still can't get ahead
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Been at a loss for words
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It seems I'm destined to fall apart
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when I'm depressed
It's all a test,
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scream at God from my bedside
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I glue my hands together,
life's got me hog-tied
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C#m
There's There's no applause in the game of life,
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I just bought a car
And a new house,
here's the cost to prove it
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I spin a little wheel when
I'm feelin' moody
And that's like all the time,
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try not to mind the clock
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Because my heart is ticking,
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I smoke a pack a day
And I wish I didn't,
having some trouble quittin'
I have a couple vices,
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A
we had that show on Viceland
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I was hardly in it,
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most the time I'm hidden
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Anxious, impatient and always
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wanting something different
I hate the way I'm feeling,
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F#m
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I'm sick of chasing feelings
Verse 10
C#m
Baby, I been trippin' off 'em,
A
tie me up and send 'em off
And I been on a mission for it,
F#
F#m
I just want my own apart ment
A
I just want a space with
C#m
D
A
my old best friend
F#m
Lock me in your cel lular,
F#
won't elevate again
A
Baby, I been trippin' off 'em,
C#m
A
tie me up and send 'em off
I been on a mission for it,
F#
F#m
I just want my own apart ment
A
I just want a space with
C#m
D
A
my old best friend
Lock me in your cellular,
A
C#m
A
won't elevate again
Outro 1
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