Тональность: D# minor
Intro 1
C#
C#m
C#
G#m
C#
G#
G#m
C#
C#m
C#
G#m
C#m
C#
B
C#m
G#m
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C#m
C#
G#m
C#m
C#
B
C#
G#m
C#m
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G#m
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Verse 1
C#m
G#m
You got a bag full of paint, a head full of brain
No snow, no rain,
C#m
ain't got no complaint
C#
Like you high on that cry long
G#m
running through your veins
C#m
You look like a war vet starin
G#m
It's like you zen the fuck out
C#m
Sittin in the bushes, letting all the bugs out
One smoke one beer,
G#m
C#m
when the coast is clear you disappear until your zone stoned on the fear
G#m
Lookin at scarred box cars
Focusing and notice one of
C#m
the ones most fit
C#
Its like that one there,
G#m
has got your name all over it
G#
So that one there,
C#m
C#
is getting your name all over it
C#m
Pull a can of sky blue for the outline
G#m
C#m
Sky for the limits, blue for the down time
C#
C#m
G#m
Nerves at blast, disturbin the masses of rats
C#m
C#
with these thin tips and fat caps
G#
Thinking bout your little brother,
G#m
C#m
C#
cause he been tryin hit the yard with you all sum mer
B
It's a good thing that you didn't
C#m
bring him along
G#m
Cause that's when you saw the
C#m
C#
flashlights singing this song like
Verse 2
[Chorus 2X]
G#m
Run, run, run these yards
G#
C#m
Run, run, run don't get caught
G#m
C#m
G#m
C#m
G#m
C#
C#m
G#m
Run, run,
C#m
C#
C#m
run every piece understood
G#m
C#m
Verse 3
It wasn't fast enough,
G#m
a simple catch
C#
G#m
Cornered in the parking
C#m
lot hidin in the trash
You heard the footsteps,
heart beatin hard
G#m
C#m
Are you gonna have to fight with a
C#
trainyard guard?
You stepped out on some,
G#m
yup let's start this
C#
G#
Puffin out your chest like
C#m
C#
you wasn't in the garbage
C#m
G#m
universe stopped
Cause your looking straight
C#m
B
at a uniformed officer
C#m
What you think,
G#m
should you run, run
And take a chance at getting
C#m
some from his stunt gun
C#
That ain't one on one,
G#m
plus he look kinda young
The type that might beat
C#m
your ass just for fun, huh
C#
So tell me what the fuck are you sup
C#m
G#m
posed to do
Already thinking about the
C#m
cuffs holdin you
C#
Already got a few cases over you
G#
But then the police man says,
C#
What, where's the punch line,
G#
C#m
C#
Too many paint fumes, musta lost it
C#m
He handed you your bag and said here,
I think you dropped this
G#m
Cause this cop grew up
C#
[Chorus 2X]
Outro 1
G#m
C#m
G#m
G#
C#m
C#
G#
C#
G#m
C#m
C#
C#m
G#m
C#m
G#m
C#m
C#
C#m
G#m
C#m
G#m
C#m
G#m
C#m
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