Funeral chords by Mac Miller

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Key: Em

Difficulty: Novice

Intro:
Bm7 Em7 Am7


Verse 1:
             Bm7                              Em7
Said I was raised inside this gritty city, riding through, you probably miss me
Am7
My bicycle fell, I hit the road, the mailman almost hit me
  Bm7                               Em7
All this sins be more than shitty, I just pray the lord forgive me
 Am7
Doing drugs is just a war with boredom but they sure to get me
Bm7                               Em7
My side-bitch is sort of pretty but she got enormous titties
 Am7
Know I'm worth a fortune, she just want a brand new Porsche or Bentley
 Bm7                     Em7
Had a few abortions, unfortunately, I forced them
      Am7
Lord knows I turn a child to an orphan when I'm touring
     Bm7                          Em7
I'm more than what I think of myself, I really have to be
 Am7
Sit at home and drink by myself, my thoughts harassing me
 Bm7                             Em7
Actually, as a matter of fact, she ain't getting back to me
   Am7
A shame that my tragedy my masterpiece, yeah
  Bm7                   Em7
Trapped inside these dreams of mine
 Am7
Just trying to get some peace of mind, yeah
  Bm7                            Em7
I've been trapped inside these dreams of mine
           Am7
So you'll never get a piece of mind

Chorus:
          Bm7          Em7
This the last (last) day (day)
        Am7
Of my life (of my life, of my life, of my life)
                     Bm7         Em7
Party like it's the last (last) day (day)
    Am7
Of your life (of your life, of your life, of your life)
                       Bm7           Em7
This the motherfucking last (last) day (day)
       Am7
Of my life (of my life, of my life, of my life)
                     Bm7          Em7
Party like it's the last (last) day (day)
         Am7
Of your life (of your life, of your life, of your life)


Verse 2:
Yeah, yeah
         Bm7                            Em7
See we swallowed in this web of lies, never tried to exercise
    Am7
You used to be a fantasy but now I guess it's televised
    Bm7                         Em7
I heard the 🏷Legends never died, oh this lonely hell of mine
        Am7
There never was a better time to better myself
   Bm7                               Em7
Forever I melt, and float away like waves in the ocean
  Am7
Staring inside of Heaven's eyes, the gates will never open
      Bm7                             Em7
I'm smoking on this field of hope, waiting 'til my deal gets closed
 Am7
I keep getting hotter but all I seem to feel is cold
 Bm7                   Em7
22 don't feel so old, but I think I'm 82
      Am7
You mean to tell me God took seven days and all he made was you?
    Bm7                            Em7
I'm out here with the kangaroos, making danger, break the rules
Am7
Celebrate my date of birth with acid, get the days confused
 Bm7                         Em7
Happiness I take from you, searching for the naked truth
     Am7
I'm not awake, I'm in a lake, I'll swim away with you
 Bm7    Em7
Bitch, check out the butterfly
Am7
If you the truth then what the fuck am I?
Yeah


Chorus:
          Bm7          Em7
This the last (last) day (day)
        Am7
Of my life (of my life, of my life, of my life)
                     Bm7         Em7
Party like it's the last (last) day (day)
    Am7
Of your life (of your life, of your life, of your life)
                       Bm7           Em7
This the motherfucking last (last) day (day)
       Am7
Of my life (of my life, of my life, of my life)
                     Bm7          Em7
Party like it's the last (last) day (day)
         Am7
Of your life (of your life, of your life, of your life)


Outro:
                   Bm7     Em7
So where are you going?
               Am7
Where are you headed?
               Bm7      Em7
Where are you going?
        Am7
Can I come? Can I come?
Bm7 Em7 Am7
Bm7 Em7 Am7