Rx Medicate Theory of a Deadman

Rx Medicate

Theory of a Deadman

Sandra

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0:00 3:46
Stimmung Halbton tiefer (Eb Ab Db Gb Bb Eb)
Taktart 4/4
Tonart: Ebm
Kapo:
Ohne Kapo
Schlagmuster 1

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Songtext

[Main Theme]
| Ebm | Gb | Db | Ab |
| Ebm | Gb | Db | Ab |

[Verse 1]
Ebm
   Wake up to a cloudy day
Gb
Dark rolls in, and it starts to rain
Db
  Staring out to the cagelike walls
Ab
Time goes by and the shadows crawl
Ebm
Crushing candy, crushing pills
Gb
Got no job, mom pays my bills
Db
Texting exes, get my fill
Ab
Sweating bullets, Netflix chills
Ebm
   World's out there singing the blues
Gb
Twenty more dead on the evening news
Db
Think to myself: "Really,
what's the use?"
    Ab
I'm just like you, I was born to lose

[Pre-Chorus]
Ebm                       Gb
   Why, oh, why can't you just fix me?
     Db
When all I want's to feel numb
        Ab
But the medication's all gone
Ebm                  Gb
   Why, oh, why does God hate me?
     Db
When all I want's to get high
       Ab
And forget this socalled life

[Chorus]
Ebm
   I am so frickin' bored
Gb
  Nothing to do today
Db                            Ab
  I guess I'll sit around and medicate
Ebm
   I am so frickin' bored
Gb
  Nothing to do today
Db                            Ab
  I guess I'll sit around and medicate

[Verse 2]
Ebm
   Can't wait to feel better than I ever will
  Gb
Attack that shit like a kid on Benadryl
Db
  Chase it down with a hopeful smile
Ab
Hate myself, I can go for miles
Ebm
   They say family's all you need
Gb
Someone to trust who can help you breathe
  Db
Inhale that drug, but you start to choke
    Ab
You fall on the outs of an inside joke

[Pre-Chorus]
Ebm                       Gb
   Why, oh, why can't you just fix me?
     Db
When all I want's to feel numb
        Ab
But the medication's all gone
Ebm                  Gb
   Why, oh, why does God hate me?
           Db
Cause I've seen enough of it, heard enough of it,
Ab
felt enough of it
Had enough of it!

[Chorus]
Ebm
   I am so frickin' bored
Gb
  Nothing to do today
Db                            Ab
  I guess I'll sit around and medicate
Ebm
   I am so frickin' bored
Gb
  Nothing to do today
Db                            Ab
  I guess I'll sit around and medicate
Medicate,

[Interlude]
B        Ab
 medicate
         B        Ab
Medicate, medicate

[Main Theme]
| Ebm | Gb | Db | Ab |

[Verse 3]
Ebm
   Superman is a hero
    Gb
But only when his mind is clear, though
   Db
He needs that fix like the rest of us
        Ab
So he's got no fear when he saves that bus
All the stars in the Hollywood Hills
Snapchat live while they pop them pills
All those flavors of the rainbow
Too bad that shit don't work though
Ebm
   Your friends are high right now
Gb
  Your parents are high right now
Db
  That hot chick's high right now
Ab
  That cop is high right now
Ebm
   The president's high right now
Gb
  Your priest is high right now
Db
Everyone's high as fuck right now
Ab
And no one's ever coming down!

[Chorus]
Ebm
   I am so frickin' bored
Gb
  Nothing to do today
Db                            Ab
  I guess I'll sit around and medicate
Ebm
   I am so frickin' bored
Gb
  Nothing to do today
Db                            Ab
  I guess I'll sit around and medicate
         Ebm Gb        Db Ab
Medicate,      medicate
         Ebm Gb        Db Ab
Medicate,      medicate

[Outro]
Ebm Gb Db Ab
            Medicate
Ebm Gb Db Ab

Takte

[Main Theme]
| Ebm | Gb | Db | Ab |
| Ebm | Gb | Db | Ab |

[Verse 1]
| Ebm | Gb | Db | Ab |
| Ebm | Gb | Db | Ab |
| Ebm | Gb | Db | Ab |

Wake up to a cloudy day
Dark rolls in, and it starts to rain
Staring out to the cagelike walls
Time goes by and the shadows crawl
Crushing candy, crushing pills
Got no job, mom pays my bills
Texting exes, get my fill
Sweating bullets, Netflix chills
World's out there singing the blues
Twenty more dead on the evening news
Think to myself: "Really,
what's the use?"
I'm just like you, I was born to lose

[Pre-Chorus]
| Ebm | Gb | Db | Ab |
| Ebm | Gb | Db | Ab |

Why, oh, why can't you just fix me?
When all I want's to feel numb
But the medication's all gone
Why, oh, why does God hate me?
When all I want's to get high
And forget this socalled life

[Chorus]
| Ebm | Gb | Db | Ab |
| Ebm | Gb | Db | Ab |

I am so frickin' bored
Nothing to do today
I guess I'll sit around and medicate
I am so frickin' bored
Nothing to do today
I guess I'll sit around and medicate

[Verse 2]
| Ebm | Gb | Db | Ab |
| Ebm | Gb | Db | Ab |

Can't wait to feel better than I ever will
Attack that shit like a kid on Benadryl
Chase it down with a hopeful smile
Hate myself, I can go for miles
They say family's all you need
Someone to trust who can help you breathe
Inhale that drug, but you start to choke
You fall on the outs of an inside joke

[Pre-Chorus]
| Ebm | Gb | Db | Ab |
| Ebm | Gb | Db | Ab |

Why, oh, why can't you just fix me?
When all I want's to feel numb
But the medication's all gone
Why, oh, why does God hate me?
Cause I've seen enough of it, heard enough of it,
felt enough of it
Had enough of it!

[Chorus]
| Ebm | Gb | Db | Ab |
| Ebm | Gb | Db | Ab |

I am so frickin' bored
Nothing to do today
I guess I'll sit around and medicate
I am so frickin' bored
Nothing to do today
I guess I'll sit around and medicate
Medicate,

[Interlude]
| B | - | Ab | - |
| B | - | Ab | - |

medicate
Medicate, medicate

[Main Theme]
| Ebm | Gb | Db | Ab |

[Verse 3]
| Ebm | Gb | Db | Ab |
| -   | -  | -  | -  |
| Ebm | Gb | Db | Ab |
| Ebm | Gb | Db | Ab |
| -   |

Superman is a hero
But only when his mind is clear, though
He needs that fix like the rest of us
So he's got no fear when he saves that bus
All the stars in the Hollywood Hills
Snapchat live while they pop them pills
All those flavors of the rainbow
Too bad that shit don't work though
Your friends are high right now
Your parents are high right now
That hot chick's high right now
That cop is high right now
The president's high right now
Your priest is high right now
Everyone's high as fuck right now
And no one's ever coming down!

[Chorus]
     | Ebm | Gb | Db |
| Ab | Ebm | Gb | Db |
| Ab | Ebm | Gb | Db |
| Ab | Ebm | Gb | Db |
| Ab |

I am so frickin' bored
Nothing to do today
I guess I'll sit around and medicate
I am so frickin' bored
Nothing to do today
I guess I'll sit around and medicate
Medicate,      medicate
Medicate,      medicate

[Outro]
     | Ebm | Gb | Db |
| Ab | Ebm | Gb | Db |
| Ab |

Medicate

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