Tom: A minor
Verse 1
Am
Em
F
Saliu hiu v 'nathra w 'en,
Am
Em
Maidh n 'eskin teimlon hen,
F
Em
C
Am
Amaiu g 'or w 'erth g 'or v 'ren.
Em
F
Am
Em
F
Am
Em
Am
Em
Am
I lay broken on the kitchen floor
Am
Pain wandered my body,
an uninvited guest
Em
F
Bones of a home where the devil could rest
Am
I cursed the gods, cursed my messiah,
F
Am
I cursed all of creation
Where I lay, feeble and thin
Sick boy, sick boy, seven nights in
Have you ever felt pain?
Em
F
Stomach wrenching, unrelenting
Am
Tell me, have you ever felt pain?
Em
F
Condescending, muscles clenching,
Am
tell me have you ever felt pain?
Em
Am
F
A rose emerges from a
I'll write my eulogy with broken glass,
eternal parallax
Pain
Em
Pain the author, I accept this
Am
F
Am
Pain the teacher, bruised apprentice
Pain resistant, pain will come
Em
Am
Pain the mother, I'm the son
Pain that splits you,
Am
The dark and the light all converge to one
Pain that twists you,
Am
The father, the ghost and the holy son
Body bags, body bags, body bagging me
Em
Am
Zip it up quick, if things don't beat
I search for peace in the belly of a beast
Sick boy, sick boy on a matapita
Running up a fever, following a leader
Em
Am
Wan na be me, huh?
Grass isn't greener
Bright lights, he's your dynamite dealer
Em
F
Dying at the table of the coroner,
13 years and I've been feeling so stark
F
Am
Lucky number 13, just my luck
C
Empires tumble, rubble and dust
G
F
The universe shrinks and
the planets combust
Em
God tied a noose to his neck
Am
And he walked to the Edge
and he jump, angels wept,
G
F
Watching the whole
Am
thing unfold from my bed
A bed where I never de -dress,
C
a bed where I'm always depressed
F
Am
A bed with a human old crest,
C
a bed for a tomb where I slept
Am
there's a room for this mess
Sick boy bitten by a tick boy,
C
F
tell me how it feels to be buried
Stones and sticks boy, pain is a gift boy,
Em
hard to make you stand
F
C
when you crawl on your knees
Am
And I kneel, I kneel at the altar
of my own disease and I beg
I begged the sky for mercy, mercy never came
I dipped me dirty,
thirty -three and hurting
Cursing Jesus died at thirty -three and
still my sins are lurking
Gears returning,
future stays uncertain
Surgeon incision, murder ambition
Fear of the unknown preserves a religion
Thin out the gods when my
body went missing
Back then, the pain spray
C
ricocheted like a Mac -10
Am
Hot lead hit the bed that was trapped in
Red -winged seraphim out
Am
Cried tears from heaven like Clapton
C
Stick pins in the voodoo, Hendrick
Am
Stick skin, stay humble, Kendrick
States get protected by
your metrics
Bloodstains, crime scenes, forensics
Am
Fade into the background
So down, so down
Running from the silhouette of self -doubt
Bye now, bye now
Really should've figured this shit out
C
Am
Lights on, lights out
Smackdown
Let it be, let it be
Quote John Lennon
Click -clack, John got shot for attention
What does that tell you
about the good of intention?
C
Am
Splitting us formed in a storm
of aggression
Prophets get dropped, imagining heaven
Am
so my hands are more deader
Six, six, followed by six, seven, seven
Build em, praise em, bury em, deader
I was born to be half a
man, with half a chance
My heart is in half, half righteous,
half is damned
Half a gram,
heart though troubled and
Thought I'd stay darker than
Uruk -hai masterplan
Sharper than glass jars splinter and
Sinner man, sinner man,
irony could kill a man
He makes money when the music lands,
expand
Pay me my G's, rain down parmesan
C
Six, six, followed by seven, seven
Am
Whole sins for a self -made Armageddon
C
Sin one, pride, pride makes a man
Am
kill a man from his ego to survive
C
Sin 2, lost, lost makes the grass
Am
look greener crucifies trust
Sin 3, gluttony,
C
humans consume and consume
Am
planet earth gets a frontal lobotomy
4, sloth, rinse and repeat,
C
Am
reruns repeat time lost
Sin 5, envy,
C
that's when one man's win
Am
is another man's frenzy
Sin 6, wrath, rage, vengeance,
C
Am
killers, psychopaths
Sin 7, greed, greed plants a seed
that will destroy us all
if we succumb to greed
if we take what we need
C
and take more than we need
Am
then our oceans will bleed still
Bb
Am
we feed and we feed and we sleep
C
And repeat that we aged all the shepherds
Am
and followed the sheep
We inherit though me
We inherit this world
that we bruised and we beat
We inherit this vanity,
sore cause of creeds
Am
Inherit the liars, the murderous thieves
One sin for every one day of the week
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