Rot For Clout Chords by Jamie Paige

Rot For Clout by Jamie Paige

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Dm

Bb7 Eb7 Am D

Gm Eb7 Dm Dm7

Verse 1:

Bb7                 Eb7
Watch the blood get spilled
        Am                 D
You can kill, or you can be killed
   Gm                          Eb7
It doesn't really matter what I feel
              Dm                      Dm7
I would rather fake than make the pain real
    Bb7                      Eb7
Oh, take that smirk, wipe it off your face
          Am                     D
You would do the same shit if it let you change your fate
   Gm                     Eb7
If life is nothing but an endless race
    Dm                             Dm7
You bet your ass I'm getting first place
Bbm                      Am
   *                       *
Please, somebody get me out of here
   Bbm                               Am
      *                                *
Oh please, somebody won't you get me out of here, oh?

Dm   A7
       *
     You can get me out of here!

Dm Dm7

Bb7                         Eb7
Yep, that's right, let your dreams take flight
          Am                      D
Watch the line go up, line go up, up, up, up, up, up
         Gm                           Eb7
Until it breaks right through, blows a hole through you
        Dm                       Dm7
You can fill it up, fill it up, fi- fi- fill it up
           Bb7                      Eb7
And all the meat will slide off the bone, oh, so nice
       Am                     D
You can eat it up, eat it up, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat
             Gm                   Eb7
Until you're full of life, it's a goddamn vibe
      Dm                      Dm7
Baby, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
           Bb7                     Eb7
                                      *
Oh, we can fuck until the sun burns out

       A7
We can rot for clout

Bb7 Eb7 Am D
Gm Eb7 Dm Dm7

Verse 2:

Bb7           Eb7
Die upon your hill
       Am                  D
I live apart from love and goodwill
            Gm                        Eb7
And when the pain comes calling for my head
                    Dm                     Dm7
Yeah, I would rather hurt than be happy and dead
Bb7                        Eb7
Oh, fuck your frown, baby, spare your grace
        Am                        D
Now I'm wearing my crown, perfect framing of my face
       Gm                  Eb7
All the details surgically replaced
              Dm               Dm7
It's a crying shame, a pathetic disgrace

Bbm                    Am
   *                     *
Please, somebody get me out of here
    Bbm                               Am
       *                                *
Oh, please, somebody won't you get me out of here, oh?
Dm   A7
       *
     I'm not getting out of here!

Dm Dm7

Bb7                    Eb7
That's right, let your dreams take flight
          Am                      D
Watch the line go up, line go up, up, up, up, up, up
         Gm                           Eb7
Until it breaks right through, blows a hole through you
       Dm                       Dm7
You can fill it up, fill it up, fi- fi- fill it up
           Bb7                     Eb7
And all the meat deep-fried with a garnish and side
        Am                   D
You can eat it up, eat it up, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat
            Gm                    Eb7
Until you're full of life, on the edge of the knife
    Dm                      Dm7
Baby, cut it up, cut it up, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck it
  Bb7           Eb7
Oh God, a waking nightmare
        Am                   D
I live a life so hollow that I'm not even there
  Gm                    Eb7
Oh God, the light won't save me
         Dm                             Dm7
Oh, I'm a perfect-tempered instrument and life is gonna play me
         Bb7                         Eb7
                                        *
Come and fuck me till the sun burns out
      A7
And I rot for-

Dm                      C
  *                      *
Maybe not a single real reason
   C#dim                  Dmsus4
        *                       *
My blood's already out of season
   Gm                 Bb
     *                  *
So unwanted, even by myself
                 A7               Dm
                   *                *
Tell me, what the hell? What the hell?
       Dm                 C
I don't like what's at my core
   C#dim                Dmsus4
Pray to God to fix my soul
     Dm                A7
But I don't need God's forgiveness

N.C.
I need yours

Solo:

Bb7 Eb7 Am D
Gm Eb7 Dm Dm7

Bb7                   Eb7
That's right, let your dreams take flight
          Am                      D
Watch the line go up, line go up, up, up, up, up, up
        Gm                            Eb7
Until it breaks right through, blows a hole through you
        Dm                      Dm7
You can fill it up, fill it up, fi- fi- fill it up
            Bb7                  Eb7
And all the meat shall grind into pretty pink slime
        Am                    D
You can eat it up, eat it up, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat
             Gm                   Eb7
Until you're full of life, cut yourself up with the knife
      Dm                    Dm7
Baby, cut it up, cut it up, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck it
  Bb7            Eb7
Oh God, a waking nightmare
         Am                    D
I live a life so miserable, it isn't fair
  Gm                    Eb7
Oh God, the light won't save me
           Dm                         Dm7
So let the Anthropocene watch me going fucking crazy
         Bb7                  Eb7
Come and fuck me 'til the sun burns out
      A7
              N.C.
And I rot for clout

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