Chords with lyrics
Key: Bm
Intro:
Jon Mess:
Bm
Em
No frowns around, I'm now an older clown
Bm
I think I honked my spleen
Em Bm
The money came to answer my prayers
Em
If you're filming me piss it's probably best
Bm
I stop the stream
Em
My colon is golden, eyes they gleam
Verse 1: Tilian:
Bm
Waking up
G F#m
Courage in my cup
Bm
Last was night was rough
G E
Don't remember much
Bm
Waking up
G F#m
Courage in my cup
Bm
Last night was rough
G E
Doing what I love
Pre-Chorus: Tilian:
G Em F#m
Running on fumes, what can I do?
A G Em
Waiting for my score to come through
F#m A
Desperate for some motivation
G Em F#m
Running on fumes, checking my views
A G Em
Scrolling for a comment that proves
F#m A
I don't need more motivation
Chorus: Jon Mess, Tilian:
Em
I'm locked in
Bm
I'm stocked up, often
G
I'm shopping, my face is frosted
F#m
I'm living life as if I'm already dead
Bm Em
I'm spilling cups and then I'm fucking the fed
Bm
I'm locked in, and topped up often
G
No caution, my pace is toxic
F#m
I'm living life as if I'm already dead
Bm
Open and shut, you know I gave it my best
Verse 2: Rob Damiani:
Em D Bm
Was feeling panicked so I got myself a knife
Em
Then I felt empty, so I went and got myself a wife
D
I tried to learn about the meaning of my life
Bm G A
But I couldn't quite decide on which good book to buy
Breakdown: Jon Mess:
Bm
'Cause I'm like that, priceless, finest
Ice white platypus
G
Blessing the things that I touch
F#m
Worship me, worship my stuff
Bm
Fitted with a gimmick, make a cynical wow
Many men went in it, but they couldn't get out
G
All of the things that we touch
F#m
Suck all the life out of us
Pre-Chorus: Tilian:
G Em F#m
Running on fumes, what can I do?
A G Em
Waiting for my score to come through
F#m A
Desperate for some motivation
G Em F#m
Running on fumes, checking my views
A G Em
Scrolling for a comment that proves
F#m A
I don't need more motivation
Chorus: Jon Mess, Jon Mess & Rob Damiani, Tilian & Rob Diamiani:
Em
I'm locked in
Bm
I'm stocked up, often
G
I'm shopping, my face is frosted
F#m
I'm living life as if I'm already dead
Bm Em
I'm spilling cups and then I'm fucking the fed
Bm
I'm locked in, and topped up often
G
No caution, my pace is toxic
F#m
I'm living life as if I'm already dead
Post-Chorus: Tilian & Rob Damiani:
Bm G F#m A
I'm living life
I'm living life
as if I'm already dead
Bm G F#m A
I'm living life
I'm living life
as if I'm already dead
Outro: Jon Mess:
G
Hole in the world, holding some pearls
G
Making it tough 'cause I'm never enough
G
Hole in the earth, sleep on my perch
G G
Take some time off to forget what you're worth? Never
