That Just Isn't Empirically Possible chords by $uicideBoy$
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Intro 1
(E minor)
(B minor)
(C major)
(E minor)
(B minor)
(C major)
Verse 1
It's (E minor) lonely at the top
All of my enemies have been defeated
The crown has been sitting
on my head for too long
It's starting to give me these legions
Don't (B minor) follow the crowd
The crowd is misleading
Stay solo
Surrounded by all of my demons (C major)
Licking my wounds as they deepen
Constantly feeding them all
of my secret (E minor) s
007, I got the golden gun
I got the golden
I'm busting
Open up the door
I'm at my breaking point
I cannot take this shit no more
I'm ready to (B minor) fucking explode
Open up
Knock knock
Here comes the Glock cocked
9 milli, (C major) poppop pop
Oh no
Making a mess
My aim ain't the best
I guess I should clean this all up and go (E minor) (B minor)
(C major)
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Verse 2
home
(E minor)
Percocet, Roxycodone, with some Xanax that
I had crushed up in some dust (huh)
Elevated to another dimension so I got
a limp in my strut (B minor) (fuck)
I do not care to be here or be there
In the mean time,
it seems that I'm stuck (C major) (huh)
Swerving and crashing
That dying little bastard
Yung Christ,
you address me as such (E minor) (what)
Crazy little demon
They wave when they see me
Face tatted from ear to ear,
yeah
Northside boy with a Glock sized toy
If I cock it there's going
to be tears here
(B minor) Manic depressive
When life is in (D major) session,
I (B minor) hide in a room that's as dark as me
(C major) Dollar sign, B
And it's (E minor) still F-T-P
Fucking (C major) Fucking Fucking G-R-E-Y
'til 'til 'til (E minor) 'til I I I R-I-P
Outro 1
(E minor)
(B minor)
(C major)
That Just Isn't Empirically Possible
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