Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E) Verse 1: Am E Dm I killed kindness with my own violence F Am I'm thinking twice now, I'm on the brink?of?niceness E Dm With myself in?hindsight, I should love the highlights F I'should treat myself right, I should not be scared of Am E Nighttime thoughts, that I'm not enough Dm For my own life, I'm dancing on my own knife F Am Pirouetting like I'm paradise bound on a cursed flight E With no seatbelt, on the edge of my seat Dm Just praying that the heat won't keep my knees weak F Like an unwanted keepsake Am E And I'm thinking I'll just leave this shit straight Dm Head home and just be fake F On my own where nobody can see the real me Am E The real me I hate, not hate just don't relate Dm N.C. Am To my own view of self, somebody send help
Chorus: Am E I hear million carbon copies of myself Dm And every single one of them is shouting F You should go to hell Am E The more they talk the more I think I might as well Dm F Am And maybe, maybe I should sew their lips shut E Dm They want me praying at the altar of my doubt F Am They shout Judas in the flesh has come around E Dm So it's supper for suckers before I'm out F Am I should sew their lips shut Verse 2: Am E Maybe I shout face it, I'm not feeling amazing Dm F I'm blocking my own wave, could you step out of the way? Am E Other me should sit, down girl just quit Dm F I'm following my ID, I'll leave my ego in the ditch Am E Yeah Freud would be proud if, if he could hear me now Dm F I told my therapist this, she said there's too many to talk Am E And to many mini me's tryna, tell me who I should be Dm F And maybe, maybe I should sew their lips shut Chorus: Am E I hear million carbon copies of myself Dm And every single one of them is shouting F You should go to hell Am E The more they talk the more I think I might as well Dm F Am And maybe, maybe I should sew their lips shut E Dm They want me praying at the altar of my doubt F Am They shout Judas in the flesh has come around E Dm So it's supper for suckers before I'm out F Am I should sew their lips shut Bridge: Am E Dm F (They want me praying at the altar of dou-ou-oubt, dou-ou-oubt) Am E Dm F (They shout Judas in the flesh has come arou-ou-ound, rou-ou-ound, rou-ound) N.C. Am (I should sew their lips shut) Chorus: Am E I hear million carbon copies of myself Dm And every single one of them is shouting F You should go to hell Am E The more they talk the more I think I might as well Dm F Am And maybe, maybe I should sew their lips shut E Dm They want me praying at the altar of my doubt F Am They shout Judas in the flesh has come around E Dm So it's supper for suckers before I'm out F Am I should sew their lips shut
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