Brandon Austin Ajouté par Brandon Austin
[Intro]
| G | - |
[Chorus]
G
There's no calories in cocaine
C
There's no gluten inside MDMA
Half-cut in the morning rain,
Am7
there's no guilt in a walk of shame
I know,
Em
it's fucked up that I feel this way
G C
I wish that you could spend a week inside my brain
Fumigate the whole damn place,
Am7 D C
make me feel innocent again
[Verse 1]
G
But there's no fat in ketamine
C
No memory sticks in the morning rain
No memory means no pain,
Am7
I'll get fucked up 'til I feel okay
Em
Then download a meditation app,
G
feel a little better 'bout where my life's at
C
Get thin, post it onto Instagram,
Am7 D C G
hate myself and get back into drugs again
[Verse 2]
G
I stayed up for three days straight
C
I start to feel the age upon my face
The number on my skin goes up,
Am7
with every particle poured in
Em G
We used to have nights to remember
Drink enough to help forget
C Am7
Can I stay on your couch? I swear I haven't had my fill
D
quite yet
C D C
Yeah
[Verse 4]
G C G
C G
But there's no calories in cocaine
C
No gluten inside MDMA
Half-cut in the morning rain,
Am7
there's no guilt in a walk of shame
I know,
Em
it's fucked up that I feel this way
G C
I wish that you could spend a week inside my brain
Fumigate the whole damn place,
Am7 D
make me feel innocent again
C D C
Make me feel like a kid again
[Intro]
| G | - |
[Chorus]
| G | - |
| C | Am7 | Em | G |
| C | Am7 | D | C |
There's no calories in cocaine
There's no gluten inside MDMA
Half-cut in the morning rain,
there's no guilt in a walk of shame
I know,
it's fucked up that I feel this way
I wish that you could spend a week inside my brain
Fumigate the whole damn place,
make me feel innocent again
[Verse 1]
| G | - | C | Am7 |
| Em | G | C | Am7 |
| D | C | G | - |
| - | - |
But there's no fat in ketamine
No memory sticks in the morning rain
No memory means no pain,
I'll get fucked up 'til I feel okay
Then download a meditation app,
feel a little better 'bout where my life's at
Get thin, post it onto Instagram,
hate myself and get back into drugs again
[Verse 2]
| G | - |
| C | Am7 | Em | G |
| C | Am7 | D | C |
| D | C |
I stayed up for three days straight
I start to feel the age upon my face
The number on my skin goes up,
with every particle poured in
We used to have nights to remember
Drink enough to help forget
Can I stay on your couch? I swear I haven't had my fill
quite yet
Yeah
[Verse 4]
| G | - |
| C | - | G | - |
| C | - | G | - |
| C | Am7 | Em | G |
| C | Am7 | D | C |
| D | C |
But there's no calories in cocaine
No gluten inside MDMA
Half-cut in the morning rain,
there's no guilt in a walk of shame
I know,
it's fucked up that I feel this way
I wish that you could spend a week inside my brain
Fumigate the whole damn place,
make me feel innocent again
Make me feel like a kid again
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