Тональность: B major•
Intro 1
B
F#m
A
Verse 1
Ain't I kind?
And I'm paid to feel fine,
F#m
A
but I haven't spent a dime since I met you.
B
Your breasts are like two
E
wrists that I handcuff
F#m
B
to my dick,
F#m
A
in a subculture of love and refraction.
Bm
E
But I die every morning again,
A
F#m
Bm
me at my worst is fun for them.
F#m
Bm
E
And I die with the feeding tube
Bm
E
while you try to fix my blues.
B
Your city is so unclean in
a washington
F#m
machine and tour face is like
A
a cage and two of them.
B
And your sentiment is gone
and it's now enslaved
E
F#m
by gods, while I strum my
A
broken legs like a banjo.
Bm
E
But I die every morning again,
A
Bm
me at my worst is fun for them.
F#m
Bm
F#m
E
And I die with the feed ing tube
Bm
E
Bm
while you try to fix my blues.
F#m
But when I feel my heart
G
soul, it makes an ego seem
E
more valuable than gold.
Bm
E
And I die every morning again,
A
F#m
Bm
me at my worst is fun for them.
F#m
E
And I die with the feeding tube while
Bm
E
you try to fix my blues.
Outro 1
B
F#m
A
B
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