Текст песни с аккордами
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*=strum once and hold
[Verse]
F#m
Slackjaw bitch with a jigsaw at her throat
C#
A nice attempt at the bourgeois, tell ‘em
F#m
Some born sick with a rich doll’s attitude
Bm C# F#m
A trite contempt as if you know, tell ‘em
F#m
Panic sex and a static wreck
C#
I’m sticking out my neck, I got gallow talent
F#m
Tragic sense of entitlement,
Bm C# F#m
with a dead-end Cul-de-sac of shallow merit
[Pre-Chorus]
Bm F#m
Who’s got your back with a knife? I might
Bm F#m
Who’s the one who wrecked your life this time?
F#m*
Well I’m willing to try
[Chorus]
F#m C#
I might snap in a minute and
F#m Bm C#
I might snap your neck and end it early
F#m C#
I might cut my wrists and
Bm C# F#m
I might clap my hands
F#m C#
I might snap in a minute and
F#m Bm C#
I might snap your neck and end it early
F#m C#
I might cut my wrists and
Bm C# F#m
I might clap my hands
[Verse]
F#m
Hacksaw swings at a big-shot animal
C#
A white contempt for the truths I tell ‘em
F#m
I might wink at a nudge and will it well
Bm C# F#m
And wonder who the lie was meant for tell ‘em!
F#m
Spike this drink with anthrax enema
C#
Politeness wins over honest terror
F#m
Slice at link for an impact maximum!
Bm C# F#m
Buy your bread from an honest seller
[Pre-Chorus]
Bm F#m
Fighting to win over punching bags
Bm F#m
Garbage cans who watch their waste-lines can’t
F#m*
Go nowhere fast
[Chorus]
F#m C#
I might snap in a minute and
F#m Bm C#
I might snap your neck and end it early
F#m C#
I might cut my wrists and
Bm C# F#m
I might clap my hands
F#m C#
I might snap in a minute and
F#m Bm C#
I might snap your neck and end it early
F#m C#
I might cut my wrists and
Bm C# F#m
I might clap my hands
[Verse]
F#m
Blacktop wings: That’s a concrete answer to
C#
Your weightlessness, Icarus says tell ‘em
F#m
That one thinks is an unsweet treat
Bm C# F#m
I think you’re hopeless but we disagree I tell ‘em
F#m
Shattered specs while you hit the deck
C#
You better protect where your eyeballs well up
F#m
Blue blood, black bile, lips to lick
Bm C# F#m
I’m bringing down heaven just to bring your hell up
[Pre-Chorus]
Bm F#m
Kites that fly more in the frozen rain:
Bm F#m
Might they find the holes in their broken wings
F#m* F#m*
While worship sings war ships sinks
[Chorus]
F#m C#
I might snap in a minute and
F#m Bm C#
I might snap your neck and end it early
F#m C#
I might cut my wrists and
Bm C# F#m
I might clap my hands
F#m C#
I might snap in a minute and
F#m Bm C#
I might snap your neck and end it early
F#m C#
I might cut my wrists and
Bm C# F#m
I might clap my hands
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