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----D5~----F♯2~----G3~----A5~----| ----7~----2~----3~----5~----| ----7~----3~----4~----6~----|Standard guitar tuning:EADGBENo capo----7~----4~----5~----7~----| ----5~----4~----5~----7~----| ----------2~----3~----5~----|Verse strum pattern:D F♯ G A
-----5--5-----2--2-----3--3-----5--5---| -----7--7-----2--2-----3--3-----5--5---| -----7--7-----3--3-----4--4-----6--6---| -----7--7-----4--4-----5--5-----7--7---| --5--5--5-----4--4-----5--5-----7--7---| -----------2--2--2--3--3--3--5--5--5---|Bridge
Bm D Em F♯m -7----5----7----9----| -7----7----8----10---| -7----7----9----11---| -9----7----9----11---| -9----5----7----9----| -7-------------------|Intro
DMy drink im-F♯pairs my ability to Gdrive a car and Aoperate machinery Dit gives me problems with my F♯health and my weath and I’m Gpissing away my paycheck I need Ahelp, I need help - I got aVerse
Dcase of bad luck, what’s the F♯deal? What the fuck do i Ggotta do? To Aget past this shit that I’m Dgoing through? F♯ I guess I’ll write these Gwords and hope this Aalcohol controls my nerves DI’m living among fools who F♯msay to learn from their mistakes GI know that it’s untrue; AI only learn from notes I take DNow how can I show you my F♯mreal concern for what’s at stake? GThe worst decision is the Aone you’re too scared to make People let me shed a little light on this subject and spread the word to the general public About the clouds that follow me around my head, dark enough to make me dread leaving the comfort of my bed I try to relax and just kick it but parking tickets Makes me wanna tell the cops to stick it And as I sink deeper into debt Some stupid motherfucker stole my CDs and my tape deck But it’s alright and now I’m screaming "Why, why, why Is every day filled with fucking misery?" It’s a mystery that’s killing me If only I had the ability to BmLearn just a little bit of Dself-Emcon-F♯mtrol BmMaybe I could find a way to Dsave Emmy F♯msoul BmAnd hide from every cloud that ever Dcame Emmy F♯mway But it’s ASaturday and I just got paid My drink impairs my ability to drive a car and operate machinery Gives me problems with my health and my weath And I’m pissing away my paycheck I need help, I need help. I got a case of bad luck, what’s the deal? What the fuck Do I gotta do? To get past this shit that I’m going through? I guess I’ll write these words and hope this alcohol controls my nerves Get psyched for Mike's new album, it drops soon! Peace. jharechmak at scu dot edu
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