Текст песни с аккордами
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[Intro]
G C6 D6
Stop Fish
[Verse 1]
C6 G
I want you back
C6
That’s the worst thing I could say
D6
Only laying on the couch
C6
Like ah, this couch could be my grave
G
I want a slap
C6
That would make me quite upset
D6
But if my brain came out my ear
C6
Then I guess that’s what I’d get
G
I need a nap
C6
And to see where all my edges are
D6 C6
I need to be alone before I can even hope to start
G C6
Spit on me again, that’s impressive, ‘bout eight feet apart
D6
But if we laugh again
C6
That will tear my mental health apart
G
Fuck
C6
How come everything is pain?
D6
Every time I was happy
C6
It surely went away
G C6
But babе, they gotta work all day
D6 C6
For very little pay
G
I think that’s fuckеd
C6
And sadly, so am I
D6 C6
If I ever have kids I hope they can’t see out their eyes
G C6
When I imagine my kids they kinda look like you
D6 C6
And I’m sorry, and that’s true
G C6 D6 C6 G
I think I’m fucked
G C6 D6
I really think I’m fucked
C6 G
Fucked
[Verse 2]
G C6 D6
I made a million bucks (He made a million bucks)
C6
But then I had to spend it all on therapy
G C6 D6
I learned the deadly lesson (The world isn't that bad)
C6
That money doesn’t help my depression
G
And you’re stuck with your brain
C6
No matter how much you make
D6 C6
And you will surely find new problems
G C6
Naïve is the thought to think money is ought
D6 N.C.
To be the thing that always solve them
[Chorus]
G C6
I am fucked (I think you’re fucked)
D6 C6
I think I’m fucked (I think you’re fucked)
G C6
I think I’m fucked (I think you’re fucked)
D6 C6
I think I’m fucked (I think you’re fucked)
G C6 D6
Yeah I made a million bucks (He made a million bucks)
C6
But then I had to spend it all on therapy
G C6 D6
I learned the deadly lesson (The world isn't that bad)
C6
It doesn’t help my depression
[Bridge]
N.C.
As we become obsessed with straight staring at phones
My brain has now become unable to cope
N.C.
The techniques and the methods that they use on my brain
Are extremely effective and far too great
N.C.
And now I’m just laying here dead on my couch
Facebook and Google have their tubes in my mouth
N.C.
And as they generously feed me my ads for the day
For the week, for the month
[Chorus]
G C6
I think we’re fucked
D6 C6
I think we’re fucked
G C6
I think we’re fucked
D6 C6
I think we’re fucked
G
I think we’re fucked
C6
And now I’m laying here dead on the couch
D6 C6
Facebook and Google have their tubes in my mouth
G C6
And as they generously feed me my ads for the day
D6 C6
For the week, for the month
G C6
I think we're fucked
[Outro]
D6 C6
Stop Fish
G
I want you back
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