Текст песни с аккордами
Вступление
“The internet is just a toxic place for me. It makes me doubt myself" - Corbin
[Intro]
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[Verse]
Am G
Laughing in the face of death
F
Higher than a space cadet, Aspire to greater steps
Am G
Kill the game, I arrive just to pay respect
F
All that talking that you do is cheap, you ain't making sense
Am G
Breaking bread, boy, you couldn't break a thread
F
Making threats, boy, you couldn't make a friend
Am G
Take offense, over something someone says you said
F
You get slept, make your bed, no escape, save your breath
Am G
K, what's next? These boys hardly harder
F
I'm like a modern Charlie Parker mixed with Ali Baba
Am G
Leave these kids more fucked up than that Molly got 'em
F
Like a Lil Scrappy song, you don't want no problems
Am G F
Sigh idly, then reply calmly, Lie to me, then rely on me
Am G
The day is gone, this is after-light
F
But I'm like an old school singer, I'm Gladys Knight
Am G
Corbin asked me if I'm scared of dying
F
The more I think about it, I'm kind of excited
Am G
Maybe that's because my mind is sick and demented
F
But death ain't shit but a new adventure
Am G F
Death ain't shit but a new adventure
Am G F
[Bridge]
Am G F
You don't see, but I've been holding back
Am G F
Tempted to do off, end it all at that
Am G F
You can help me if your aim is pure
Am G F
But there's no medicine, you know the cure
[Chorus]
Am G F
And I could be low
Am G F
but I fake, it's my fate
Am G F
Ooh, and I could be alone,
Am G F
why wait on? Uh!
[Outro]
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