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Intro : C Dm C F C she was part of the air force, G i was part of the band Am i always used to bust into her hand F C G Am in my, my, my imagination F C i was living my best life, G living with my parents Am way before the paying penance F and verbal propellants C G Am and my, my, my cancellation, hm yeah Int. F C G Am F C G Am F C and i fell in love with a boy, it was kinda lame G Am i was rimbaud and he was paul verlaine F C G Am in my, my, my imagination F C so many cringes and heroin binges G i was coming off the hinges, Am living on the fringes F C G Am of my, my, my imagination, oh yeah.. Dm-Em-F-G enough about me now.. Dm-Em-F -G you gotta talk about the people, baby.. Dm-Em-F-G (but that's kind of the idea) Reff : Am G at home, somewhere i don't like.. F C eating stuff off of motorbikes.. F -Em F G E coming to her lookalikes.. Am G i can't get the language right.. F C just tell me what's unladylike.. F -Em F G hu hu hu.. F i know some vaccinista C G tote bag chic baristas sitting in east Am on their communista keisters F C G Am writing about their ejaculations F C i like my men, like i like my coffee G full of soy milk and so sweet, Am it won't offend anybody F C whilst staining the pages G Am of the nation, oh yeah.. Dm-Em-F-G a xanax and a newport.. Dm-Em-F -G well i take care of my kids, she said.. Dm-Em-F-G Reff : Am G the worst inside of us begets.. F C that feeling on the internet.. F -Em F it's like someone intended it.. G E (like advertising cigarettes) Am G a diamond in the rough begets F C the diamond with a scruff you get F -Em F G hu hu hu.. Music : F C G Am F C G Am F C G Am F C G Am F am i ironically woke? C the butt of my joke? G or am i just some post-coke, Am average, skinny bloke F C G Am calling his ego imagination? F i've not picked up that C G in a thousand four hundred days Am and nine hours and sixteen minutes, babe F C G Am F it's kind of my daily iteration.. -------------- ===ORIGINAL CHORD=== -------------- Intro : F# G#m F# B F# she was part of the air force, C# i was part of the band D#m i always used to bust into her hand B F# C# D#m in my, my, my imagination B F# i was living my best life, C# living with my parents D#m way before the paying penance B and verbal propellants F# C# D#m and my, my, my cancellation, hm yeah Int. B F# C# D#m B F# C# D#m B F# and i fell in love with a boy, it was kinda lame C# D#m i was rimbaud and he was paul verlaine B F# C# D#m in my, my, my imagination B F# so many cringes and heroin binges C# i was coming off the hinges, D#m living on the fringes B F# C# D#m of my, my, my imagination, oh yeah.. G#m-A#m-B-C# enough about me now.. G#m-A#m-B -C# you gotta talk about the people, baby.. G#m-A#m-B-C# (but that's kind of the idea) Reff : D#m C# at home, somewhere i don't like.. B F# eating stuff off of motorbikes.. B -A#m B C# A# coming to her lookalikes.. D#m C# i can't get the language right.. B F# just tell me what's unladylike.. B -A#m B C# hu hu hu.. B i know some vaccinista F# C# tote bag chic baristas sitting in east D#m on their communista keisters B F# C# D#m writing about their ejaculations B F# i like my men, like i like my coffee C# full of soy milk and so sweet, D#m it won't offend anybody B F# whilst staining the pages C# D#m of the nation, oh yeah.. G#m-A#m-B -C# a xanax and a newport.. G#m-A#m-B -C# well i take care of my kids, she said.. G#m-A#m-B-C# Reff : D#m C# the worst inside of us begets.. B F# that feeling on the internet.. B -A#m B it's like someone intended it.. C# A# (like advertising cigarettes) D#m C# a diamond in the rough begets B F# the diamond with a scruff you get B -A#m B C# hu hu hu.. Music : B F#/A# C# D#m B F# C# D#m B F#/A# C# D#m B F# C# D#m B am i ironically woke? F#/A# the butt of my joke? C# or am i just some post-coke, D#m average, skinny bloke B F# C# D#m calling his ego imagination? B i've not picked up that F# C# in a thousand four hundred days D#m and nine hours and sixteen minutes, babe B F# C# D#m B it's kind of my daily iteration..
