Tom: C#m
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N.C.
When I feel like dyin', then I start rhymin'
...is that too cringe? ...fuck it, man, just hit the keys
[Intro]
C#m7 B Asus2 G#m7 B
C#m7
Nice, now the choir:
C#m7 C#m7 B Amaj7 G#m7 B
(You've been, you've been so good to me...)
Woo! Alright, alright!
C#m7
(I owe it all)
C#m7 C#m7 B Amaj7 G#m7 B
(You've been, you've been so good to me...)
I think I got somethin'
C#m7
(I owe it all)
Here we go:
[Verse 1]
C#m7
Little footsteps
Immortalized in history’s cement
C#m7
The horror stories come true, unless you got more than “intent”
B Amaj7
Your starting reps are poorly written, there’s no way to repent
G#m7 B C#m7
But thanks to improvising, rising check how far you done went
C#m7
Ya rivals’ eyes on the prize
You're diving deep to survive
C#m7
That reef-less ocean
Of constant motion
B
Of kids with guns reloadin’
Amaj7
Bold and focused, told that most miss
G#m7
Their first shots, throw in the towel
B C#m7
Before their magnum opus
C#m7
The speed of the climb is keepin’ young minds hopeless
But rhymes are still land mines
C#m7
On the front lines, of the war zone
Known as “post modern times”
B Amaj7
The hard earned pennies and dimes
And nickels of “common sense”
G#m7 B C#m7
Of youngin’s searchin’ for more
Become a living expense
C#m7
The world’s a nasty place of happy faces painted on masks
C#m7
And if you say it unironically, the internet laughs
B Amaj7
The straight and narrow isn’t fair though
Got two lose-lose paths
G#m7 B C#m7
So I choose to heckle myself
The method ain’t special, it’s math, ya know?
[Chorus]
C#m7
Ragged, reckless, what’s your wisdom?
C#m7
You had your riches, then you kissed ‘em
B A6/9
Goodbye
For lies, and pyrite skies
G#m7 B C#m7
Rolling dice while never opening up your eyes
C#m7
Atop this throne of sticks and stones
C#m7
'Bout a thousand miles from a hollowed home
B
I’ll shout
A6/9
THRIVE.
SURVIVE.
YOU AD ALIVE.
G#m7 B C#m7
Don’t let 'em tell ya two and two makes five
[Verse 2]
C#m7
Rejection sensitive inventive kid, who cried as she’d make
C#m7
I was defensive, sad, creative, planning every escape
B Amaj7
I fled to gutters on the net to vent insatiable hate
G#m7 B C#m7
Why should it alarm ya, suddenly karma hit me smack in the face
C#m7
Sure I was utterly in panic, pretended to wax satanic
C#m7 B
and dammit, I almost had it but granted, life never goes how you planned it
Amaj7
I couldn’t stand it
G#m7 B C#m7
And never could hand it to the only souls emboldening me here on this planet
C#m7
Mistake after mistake of “I’m the victim, let me take”
C#m7
And toward the spirit cheering for me
Fear had made me a snake
B Amaj7
I’ve put my share of shame to rest, but I chose my own coffin
G#m7 B C#m7
I should have paid you what I owed you and said 'thank you' more often
C#m7
And god forgive me, if the shit outlives me
Damn, it just might
C#m7
A rocky, less than perfect journey, yeah that’s music alright
B Amaj7
Still I refuse to lose my footing, we ain’t even at half time
G#m7 B C#m7
Cuz the proof’s in what you put in
Bet it ain’t special, it’s math, right?
[Chorus]
C#m7
Ragged, reckless, what’s your wisdom?
C#m7
You had your riches, then you kissed ‘em
B A6/9
Goodbye
For lies, and pyrite skies
G#m7 B C#m7
Rolling dice while never opening up your eyes
C#m7
Atop this throne of sticks and stones
C#m7
'Bout a thousand miles from a hollowed home
B
I’ll shout
A6/9
THRIVE.
SURVIVE.
YOU AD ALIVE.
G#m7 B C#m7
Don’t let 'em tell ya two and two makes five
[Bridge]
C#m7
And there WILL be mistakes
C#m7
And there WILL be days of sorrow
C#m7
Know WE'll be knowing better
C#m7*
There WILL be a tomorrow
B A6/9
No road
Is loaded
A6/9 G#m7 B C#m7
With silver and gold, it’s just the treasure that you make for you (yeah, for you)
C#m7
And there'll STILL be minor villains
C#m7
To KILL along the way
C#m7
You could FILL yourself with hate or
C#m7*
Be DA L, be on your way
B A6/9
Cuz life’s tough
But love
A6/9
When 'nough is enough
G#m7 B C#m7
Could be the treasure that you make for you (just for you, you know)
[Chorus 2]
C#m7
Atop this throne of sticks and stones
C#m7
'Bout a thousand miles from a hollowed home
B
I’ll shout
A6/9
THRIVE.
SURVIVE.
YOU AD ALIVE.
G#m7 B C#m7
Don’t let 'em tell ya two and two makes five
[Outro]
C#m7
And there WILL be mistakes
C#m7
And there WILL be days of sorrow
C#m7
Know WE'll be knowing better
C#m7*
There WILL be a tomorrow
B A6/9
No road
Is loaded
A6/9 G#m7 B C#m7
With silver and gold, it’s just the treasure that you make for you (I owe it all...)
