Key: D minor•
Intro 1
Bb
C
Dm
Bb
C
Dm
Bb
Eb
Verse 1
C
Bb
Makes me wanna run away
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Dm
There's no place to go
C
Bb
Eb
No place to go
F
C
Bb
It's an illusion like a movie
C
Dm
Got nowhere to go
Verse 2
Eb
Dm
F
Yeah, 03, I went from plain
Man, the emotions change so
they turned around and spit
Right in my face, so Game and Buck,
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Eb
both can suck a dick
Dm
F
Now when you hear 'em it may sound
C
Gm
'Cause I'm not writing anymore,
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Dm
they not making hits
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Dm
there's so many lessons I done learned
the evil I done earned
F
C
I'm a writer, I'm a fighter
watch me maneuver
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Eb
This is my recovery, my comeback, kid
Verse 3
my life
F
C
Bb
Makes me wanna run away
C
Bb
Eb
No place to go
F
C
Bb
It's an illusion like a movie
C
Dm
Got nowhere to go
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Eb
Bb
No matter how hard I try
Verse 4
C
Dm
getting getting your buzz heavy
I was in the fucking sheds
getting my taste buds ready
or should I say this spaghett-even?
He's buggin' again,
C
he's straight thuggin', fuck who he's offending
Motherfucking wall with three thou
F
C
Bb
sand volts of electrucity
Now take the other end of 'em,
then plug them motherfuckers in each
One of your eye sockets cause I thought
your cocksuckin' opinion to me
I done put my blood,
C
Bb
Fuck letting up, you're gonna end up
rugretting you ever betted against me
Feels like I'mma snap any minute,
"Mother fuck everybody that's up in this bitch,
'Cause this is all I know,
into this more than anybody knows
oh I guess it's bubble wrap
shit would turn up like it did?
Feels like I'm going psycho again
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C
And I might just blow my lid
A
Shit, I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery,
kid
Verse 5
Dm
F
My life, my life
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Bb
Makes me wanna run away
C
Bb
Eb
No place to go
F
C
Bb
It's an illusion like a movie
C
Dm
Got nowhere to go
F
C
Nowhere to run and hide
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Eb
Bb
No matter how hard I try
Verse 6
been this fucking
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confused since I was a kid
Sold like forty million records,
people forgot what I did
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Dm
Maybe I'm supposed to go crazy
Maybe I'll do it three A.M. in
I'm on fire like a lighter
Try to say this ain't classic,
get your ass kicked mad quick
Wrap your head up in plastic, pussy
C
Dm
Now pick the casket,
dirt nap with the maggots
It's tragic, it's sad it's
C
Bb
With that frown on your face,
and your heart full of hate
Accept it, respect it
Of every fucking thing livin'
Verse 7
my life
F
C
Bb
Makes me wanna run away
F
C
Bb
Eb
No place to go
F
C
Bb
It's an illusion like a movie
C
Dm
Got nowhere to go
Eb
Dm
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