nothing,nowhere. – Skully (Guitar)

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[Intro/Verse's]
e|--------------------------------------|
B|--------------------------------------|
G|--------------------------------------|
D|--------------------------------------|
A|----0-4-0----0-4-0---0-4-0----0-5p4p0-|
E|--2--------2-------2--------2---------|

e|--------------------------------------|
B|--------------------------------------|
G|--------------------------------------|
D|--------------------------------------|
A|----0-4-0----0-4-0---0-4-0----0-4-0---|
E|--0--------0-------0--------0---------|

F#m A A D F#m C#m A [Verse 1]

F#m
Waking up at the crack of noon

Reminiscing of the times I'm waking up with you

          A
I should leave, sell my shit, make some kind of moves

I'm lying to myself, I never leave this fucking room

         F#m
I gotta pile of shit I haven't addressed, head is a mess

Check the 'scrip bottles, see if any are left

          A
There's nothing, nowhere, but let's not even go there

I'm lucky if I wake up, let alone care

                 F#m
'Cause there's a fine line from who I am and who I wanna be

Amazed at what I find when I look within honestly

  E
Honestly, it feels like I'm waiting to die

Watch the days pass by, what's it mean to be alive?

               F#m
And I've been killing time, going to bed with the sunrise

             A
I got this feeling I won't make it to twenty-five

            E
It's a far cry, know we all got hard times

                                      C#m
But these long nights got me feeling like I wanna die

[Chorus]

F#m
Leave my body by the liquor store

F#m
I'm an asshole, let me die slow

      E
It's too late for me, can't you fucking see

I've dug my own grave, let me fucking be

F#m
Leave my body by the liquor store

I'm an asshole, let me die slow

      E
It's too late for me, can't you fucking see

                                C#m
I've dug my own grave, let me fucking be

[Verse 2]

       F#m
Don't even try to feed me all that "life is what you make it"

F#m
Pull up to your 9-to-5 and smile or try to fake it

     A
But when you're in your bed alone I know you fucking face it

    A
One day you'll meet your maker and you'll see your life was wasted

      F#m
The reaper creeping slow, I know you see him when you dreaming

     F#m
You posted at a party but he's in the dark scheming

    A
And you keep telling me that life has some sort of meaning

    A
So sorry if I'm pessimistic but I don't believe it

[Bridge]

      F#m
I'm a fuck up, motherfucker

      F#m
I'm sick of tryna find myself in others

      E
I'm sick of seeking love, I'd rather suffer

                                     C#m
I'm sick of life, I put that on my mother

            G7
Yeah I'm a fuck up, motherfucker

    A
I needed you, you left me in the gutter

     E
The saddest part is that I really loved her

        A
On a sinking ship, I wave as I go under

[Chorus]

F#m
Leave my body by the liquor store

F#m
I'm an asshole, let me die slow

      E
It's too late for me, can't you fucking see

I've dug my own grave, let me fucking be

F#m
Leave my body by the liquor store

I'm an asshole, let me die slow

      E
It's too late for me, can't you fucking see

                                C#m
I've dug my own grave, let me fucking be

[Bridge]

      F#m
I'm a fuck up, motherfucker

      F#m
I'm sick of tryna find myself in others

      E
I'm sick of seeking love, I'd rather suffer

                                     C#m
I'm sick of life, I put that on my mother

            G7
Yeah I'm a fuck up, motherfucker

    A
I needed you, you left me in the gutter

     E
The saddest part is that I really loved her

        A
On a sinking ship, I wave as I go under