mgk (Machine Gun Kelly) – Pretty Toxic Revolver (Guitar)
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[Intro]
Em G Bm A Yeah
Em G Bm A
[Verse 1]
Em G Bm Danger, one of us just lost our savior A Gotta maintain when you're going insane, so I say this prayer Em G Dear God, why do I need this medicine to control my anger? Bm A And do you even exist? They're trying to say it's a myth Em G Lotta things left unsaid, lotta things left unanswered Bm My aunt just passed from cancer
Dad just got out of rehab
A And mom's never gonna show up, gotta grow up E Ride with me through the memories inside of me G 'Til the nights I was hooked on the ivory Bm Head hurting all week 'cause of bad coke A Em Then the same week Peep overdosed, that's fucked up G But I guess I lucked up Bm And I feel his pain because it probably won't be until A The day I die that they love us Em But trust, every nomination I don't get G Every list that I ain't on Bm Is a reminder of why I wrote songs in the first place A As a way to escape where I came from
[Chorus]
Em G This just my pretty toxic Bm A Heavy conscience weighing on my soul Em G Six shots in my revolver Bm A When I'm on my own
[Verse 2]
Em Play this song G Bm On the first day I am gone, I do not want you to cry A Em Legends never die, I hope our story's told Em G And the year spent on that road Bm Before they came to our shows A We were creating our lane, I hope they pave it in gold Em G Take me home, somewhere I belong Bm A Somewhere foreign, looks like Dali's drawing Em G Yeah, isn't it funny that whenever you got a vision
A mission and a couple of plans to go with it
Bm Somebody gotta come along mad and damage it A Like a cancer that inhabits never banishes Em I managed to smoke five grams of cannabis G Bm And still keep my stamina for the fans and the goddamn cameras A That attack my stance like Evangelists Em I said truth and they couldn't handle it G So when it sinks you stand in it Bm I guess this is my Titanic A With no James Cameron to direct this draft of it
Just my
[Chorus]
Em G Pretty toxic heavy conscience Bm A Weighing on my soul Em G Six shots in my revolver Bm A When I'm on my own, back against the wall Em It got me anxious G Helpless, frigid, cold Bm A Late nights drinking on my own Em G Now I'm fearless, Al Capone Bm A To my dearest, I ain't gone