Тональность: Bb major•
Verse 1
Gm
There's so much to do
Dm
I'll never have the wherewithal
Gm
to do it all again
Dm
Or fucking do it all at all
Eb
F
I love you so much, I don't wanna go but
Gm
this place is dying, as am I
Cm
I might not get another chance
F
It's such a careful dance
Bb
and I am such a fuck up
Gm
If you only knew that I am such a fuck up
Pre-chorus 1
Bb
F
I've got one hundred hours
Fm
Gm
to rearrange the stars
Cm
And I'm the worst mistake
F
Bb
A
Ab
that God has ever made
Gm
D
Bb
C
You seem to integrate so fucking well
Eb
F
Bb
But I make lemons out of lemonade
Chorus 1
Eb
F
Blood clots and death cramps,
Bb
Dm
Gm
injec tions and leakages
Cm
The election cyclе
F
Bb
D
Gm
G
and the tides
Eb
F
D
Gm
Aztec circlеs of the death of all deaths
Cm
F
Bb
But the beast refuses to die
Verse 2
Eb
In your guts you know it's all destroyed
F
You could've had a boy if you had children
Bb
Gm
Now you think you might just put them down
Cm
F
None of us belong, everything I do is wrong
Bb
Gm
And soon there will be nobody left around
Eb
F
And in your blood, you know what's right
And in your bones, you know
Bb
Gm
what's wrong
And in your throat,
Cm
F
you know you're lying to kids
Bb
Gm
And you know nobody belongs in this hell
Eb
F
And there is not a single choice left to make
Bb
Gm
I am God's worst mistake and
Cm
F
You seem happy on the knife's edge
Bb
But I just lick the blade
Pre-chorus 2
Bb
F
I've got one hundred hours
Fm
Gm
to rearrange the stars
Cm
And I'm the worst mistake
F
Bb
A
Ab
that God has ever made
Gm
D
Bb
C
You seem to integrate so fucking well
Eb
F
Bb
But I make lemons out of lemonade
Chorus 2
Eb
F
Blood clots, death camps,
Bb
Dm
Gm
glitz and depressions
Cm
The business cycle
F
Bb
D
Gm
G
and the tides
Eb
F
D
Gm
Concentric circles of torture wheels
Cm
F
Bb
But the beast refuses to die
Verse 3
Eb
Atomistic rational behavior,
F
invisible hand savior
Bb
Fucking up your definitions
Gm
even though it's life or death
Cm
Who fuckin' told you, you were selfish
F
or even self-interested?
Bb
Don't you think it matters
Gm
when we wish our friends the best
Eb
And, fuck, I'm not a Marxist,
F
I'm not a fuckin' democrat
Bb
Because of all this bullshit,
Gm
I'm not anything at all
Cm
All I wanted was a framework,
F
none of them can live here
Bb
There's nothing to believe in
Gm
and there won't be till we fall
Eb
And it's not all you, man,
D
you were just a kid once
Gm
God, I'm such a fuck up,
Cm
if you only knew that I am such a fuck up
Pre-chorus 3
Bb
F
I've got one hundred hours
Fm
Gm
to rearrange the stars
Cm
And I'm the worst mistake
F
Bb
A
Ab
that God has ever made
Gm
D
I can't get the numbers right,
Bb
C
I can't fucking count
Eb
F
Bb
Because not one goddam thing is in its place
Chorus 3
Eb
F
Blood clots, death camps,
Bb
Dm
Gm
glitz and depressions
Cm
The business cycle
F
Bb
D
Gm
G
and the tides
Eb
F
D
Gm
You fuckers know it's all built on lies
Cm
F
Bb
But the beast refuses to die
And so I guess, well, neither can I
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