E7 Am
Hey my friend
E7 G
I've been tripping on those things again
E7 Am
Hey my friend
E7 G
I've been thinking about that cruel world again
Dm Am
I've been seeing the real side in my head
G
My friend
Am Em G
I'm trying to drown the sickness
C Em
In an open sea of fake happiness
Am
My friend
Am C F
My calloused heart just can't stand
G
But I'm not giving up
G Am
I'm not giving (giving) up
Em Am Am
Hey you from above
Em Am
We, tinies have a heart
( G Am G )
Em Am Am
Hey you from above
Em Am
We only want respect nothing more
Em Am
Nothing more
Em Am
You from above
Am Em G
I'm trying to drown the sickness
C Em
In an open sea of fake happiness
Am
My friend
Am C F
My calloused heart just can't stand
G
But I'm not giving up
G Am
I'm not giving (giving) up
( Am C Bb Dm C )
Bb Dm
Tripping on these things again makes my blood
C
Run cold
Bb Dm
Tripping on the blood again
C
Blooded paws were leading my way
Bb Dm C
I remember trying to find the body
Bb Dm C
Hopping no innocent souls were slayed
Bb Dm C
The violence, we don't have to live
Bb Dm C
With it
( Bb Dm C )
Bb Dm C
The world's favorite word is “kill” and kill and kill and kill
Bb Dm C
The world's favorite play is “kill” and kill and kill and kill
Bb Dm C
The world's favorite state is being ill, and ill, and ill, and ill
( Bb Dm C )
