Key: D minor
Verse 1
F
Am
Iman, I'm sorry.
F
Am
F
I had to let this one go.
Am
F
I really couldn't stop.
though
I'm exploring the method
Nah, I guess my people never will
I'm forever real
heart to a shredding mill
I think I'm gonna let it spill
and resembling Ron Jeremy
and wouldn't wanna remember me
Remember me,
despicable legacy,
the melodies, the malady,
the suicidal tendencies
Time to step up, it's penitentiary,
The food for the hopeless,
Am
F
the cruel and the bogus
And in case you haven't noticed,
I haven't changed, only my motives,
the hurt on my shoulders
to be the closest
Too scared to let the troubles in
anger with comforting
F
Am
I'm still suffering the pains everlasting
And honest to God
I'm still high from the last hit
and called me a freaking bastard
I slept on the asphalt
where my mind could stop and grasp it
He heard my voice crack,
looked behind a mirror disguise
to nowhere
without saying goodbye
Am
I guess the scars are printed in my mental
for all the drama that I've been through
Am
My eyes, my lows, my ways with the pencil
I learned my lessons
to rage in any second
makes you depressive
I'm forever real
through a shredding mill
I think I'm gon' let it spill
Shit, I know y don't
remember me
The melodies of malady,
their suicidal tendencies
Time to step out this penitentiary
Am
F
You know, the cruel and the bogus
And in case you haven't noticed
I haven't changed,
The hurt on my shoulders,
to be the closest
It's called moving on
F
Am
F
Am
F
You
Am
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsF Am G
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