Mac Miller – Funeral (Guitar)

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Said I was raised inside this gritty city, riding through, you probably miss me

Fmaj7
My bicycle fell, I hit the road, the mailman almost hit me

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All this sins be more than shitty, I just pray the lord forgive me

 Fmaj7
Doing drugs is just a war with boredom but they sure to get me

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My side-bitch is sort of pretty but she got enormous titties

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Know I'm worth a fortune, she just want a brand new Porsche or Bentley

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Had a few abortions, unfortunately, I forced them

      Fmaj7
Lord knows I turn a child to an orphan when I'm touring

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I'm more than what I think of myself, I really have to be

 Fmaj7
Sit at home and drink by myself, my thoughts harassing me

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Actually, as a matter of fact, she ain't getting back to me

   Fmaj7
A shame that my tragedy my masterpiece, yeah

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Trapped inside these dreams of mine

 Fmaj7
Just trying to get some peace of mind, yeah

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I've been trapped inside these dreams of mine

           Fmaj7
So you'll never get a piece of mind

          Dm7          Em7
This the last (last) day (day)

        Fmaj7
Of my life (of my life, of my life, of my life)

                     Dm7         Em7
Party like it's the last (last) day (day)

    Fmaj7
Of your life (of your life, of your life, of your life)

                       Dm7           Em7
This the motherfucking last (last) day (day)

       Fmaj7
Of my life (of my life, of my life, of my life)

                     Dm7          Em7
Party like it's the last (last) day (day)

         Fmaj7
Of your life (of your life, of your life, of your life)

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See we swallowed in this web of lies, never tried to exercise

    Fmaj7
You used to be a fantasy but now I guess it's televised

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I heard the legends never died, oh this lonely hell of mine

        Fmaj7
There never was a better time to better myself

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Forever I melt, and float away like waves in the ocean

  Fmaj7
Staring inside of Heaven's eyes, the gates will never open

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I'm smoking on this field of hope, waiting 'til my deal gets closed

 Fmaj7
I keep getting hotter but all I seem to feel is cold

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22 don't feel so old, but I think I'm 82

      Fmaj7
You mean to tell me God took seven days and all he made was you?

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I'm out here with the kangaroos, making danger, break the rules

Fmaj7
Celebrate my date of birth with acid, get the days confused

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Happiness I take from you, searching for the naked truth

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I'm not awake, I'm in a lake, I'll swim away with you

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Bitch, check out the butterfly

Fmaj7
If you the truth then what the fuck am I?

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This the last (last) day (day)

        Fmaj7
Of my life (of my life, of my life, of my life)

                     Dm7         Em7
Party like it's the last (last) day (day)

    Fmaj7
Of your life (of your life, of your life, of your life)

                       Dm7           Em7
This the motherfucking last (last) day (day)

       Fmaj7
Of my life (of my life, of my life, of my life)

                     Dm7          Em7
Party like it's the last (last) day (day)

         Fmaj7
Of your life (of your life, of your life, of your life)

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So where are you going?

               Fmaj7
Where are you headed?

               Dm7      Em7
Where are you going?

        Fmaj7
Can I come? Can I come?