guardin – Backup (Guitar)
Key
-
Versions
(3)
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Speed:
1.0x
Chords
[Intro]
Dm F C x2
[Verse 1]
Dm Got some money in my pocket F C But that doesn't make a difference at all, at all, at all Dm This isn't fame, I'm fucking lame F C I'm just a boy who's tryna figure it out, it out, it out
[Pre-Chorus]
Dm F Well maybe this is fucking it, the audience has turned against C They wanna justify the creepin' and leak my mom's home address Dm F The paranoia rises best when your words sit inside my chest C I'm fucking human don't forget that when you're making your request
[Chorus]
Dm I've got my hands up F C You've got your hands on your gun Dm Calling for backup F C I'm not the only one Dm I've got a question F C Does torturing me sound fun? Dm Yeah you take out your stress F C By punching holes out of everyone
[Interlude]
Dm F C
[Verse 2]
Dm Got some whiskey in my cup F C But I don't think that it's enough at all, at all, at all Dm This isn't me, I tell myself F C I constantly worry about my health, oh
[Pre-Chorus]
Dm F Well maybe I should fucking try 'cause death is creepin' right behind C I see him sitting in the corner lookin' oh-so-fucking sly Dm F Anxiety is on the rise when he's constantly on my mind C I fear the day is finally coming where I meet my own demise
[Chorus]
Dm I've got my hands up F C You've got your hands on your gun Dm Calling for backup F C I'm not the only one Dm I've got a question F C Does torturing me sound fun? Dm Yeah you take out your stress F C By punching holes out of everyone
[Outro]
Dm F C x2