That Just Isn't Empirically Possible chords by $uicideBoy$
Intro 1
Em
Bm
C
Em
Bm
C
Verse 1
Em
It's 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
Bm
Don't follow the crowd
The crowd is misleading
Stay solo
C
Surrounded by all of my demons
Licking my wounds as they deepen
Constantly feeding them all
Em
of my secrets
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
Bm
I'm ready to fucking explode
Open up
Knock knock
Here comes the Glock cocked
C
9 milli, poppop pop
Oh no
Making a mess
My aim ain't the best
Em
Bm
I guess I should clean this all up and go
C
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Verse 2
home
Em
Percocet, Roxycodone, with some Xanax that
I had crushed up in some dust (huh)
Elevated to another dimension so I got
Bm
a limp in my strut (fuck)
I do not care to be here or be there
In the mean time,
C
it seems that I'm stuck (huh)
Swerving and crashing
That dying little bastard
Yung Christ,
Em
you address me as such (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
Bm
Manic depressive
D
When life is in session,
Bm
I hide in a room that's as dark as me
C
Dollar sign, B
Em
And it's still F-T-P
C
Fucking Fucking Fucking G-R-E-Y
Em
'til 'til 'til 'til I I I R-I-P
Outro 1
Em
Bm
C
That Just Isn't Empirically Possible
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