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Fuck hypocrisy
01:00
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Verses are G Em G Em G Em G C, end bit is F F C G
I smoked out of an apple and called it DIY
Filled it up with pretty much whatever I could find
Mixed it all together, I really don’t know why
All that i remember is it blew my fucking mind
I have tons of social problems and they’re only getting worse
And eye contact’s become a thing that I have just unlearned
I’m getting tired of these people, getting tired of their words
I can barely stand anyone on this fucking shithole earth
But just because
I am the same
As everybody else
That doesn’t mean
That I don’t have
My own story to tell
So I’ll dig through
A foot of dirt
Just to find out why
The punk
community
Treats punks like shit all the time
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2. |
Hangover Song pt 1
02:14
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G Em D C
If you asked me
What I wanted
I'd tell you
A thousand lies
And one of them
Would be more alcohol
Cause I swear
That I'm trying
And I'll say it over
and over again
Although I feel as if
I'm giving up
And you can watch the way I struggle to get out of bed
And you can feel the pulsing ache inside of my head
And see the way I see the world
As my thoughts become unfurled
Finally freedom at last
So I'll sit through
A sermon
And take a step
And 11 more
And finally be okay
By my standards at least
And I'll finally
Smile at all
The wonderful things
In life
Like nature and friends
And love and
Music and you
But I don't know if liberation is what I want
To be free from the chains to which I feel I belong
So I'll go outside, hang out alone
Flip off a cop, and then go home
Blaming my problems on you
If you asked me
What I wanted
I'd tell you
a thousand lies
One of them being
That I don't need
To be free
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C G Am F
I don't hate capitalism because I steal
I hate it because it ruins lives
And forces people to steal
I don't hate cops because I do bad things
I hate them because they're racist pigs
That have a quota to fill
So today I won't lie to you at all
I'll just sit here staring at this torn-down wall
And I'll say to myself
“why do you have to be like this”
No, today I'm finally me
And if that means I'm a bad person, then let it be
Cause I already hate myself enough
And I don't need more
So today I’m gonna do my fucking best
To not hurt anyone and
To stay sober
But I have problems as do we all
And some of those problems
Are more than just hangovers
So today I won’t lie to you at all
I’ll be busy tearing down this fucking wall
And I’ll say to myself
“Don’t listen to them”
And today I’ll finally be complete
Even if that means living on the street
Because sometimes you have to
Just say fuck it!
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Verses are C C Am F, bridge is C G Am F C G then C Am C, chorus is just C G Am F
Couple of friends came and asked me
“What are you doing tonight?”
“I’ll just be drinking alone
Cause regret is a step down the line
And if you’d like to stop me, then go on ahead
But darlings, i’m all out of time
And I sure do love you, but I sure don’t love me
But I’ve got a calling and a bottle of wine”
And so I live in fear
Every day, every year
Scared that my problems are killing me as I speak
So I'll drown my fears with whatever I've got
Hoping to this day that my body rots
And I'll sleep in the sewers, crying and screaming
Not waking up from this world that I'm dreaming
Cause I am a failure and I'm a disgrace
Hating myself and the whole human race
Drenched in my tears and drenched in my sweat
Full of desire and full of regret
To this day I still remember
All of the dreams I once had
And all of the times that I looked up
The void staring back as it said:
“Bottles won’t fix all your problems
Unless of course, they’re molotovs
And revolution won’t happen
Til you liberate yourself
And so i live in this
Town that i’ll never miss
Playing my music to strangers across the street
So tonight all the world is ablaze with disgust
And I’m praying to god that I’ll do what I must
And that’s a strange thing to say because I don’t believe
In a god who’s created so many of these
Structures of power which we must destroy
Before we all become society’s toys
I don’t give a damn what you won’t say to me
But until you don’t say it, then i am not free
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NBLS North Carolina
Acoustic yelling into the void about whatever incoherent thoughts may cross my mind, with themes of broken homes, destructive forces clashing against one another, and the inevitable demise of the earth as we know it.
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