nothing,nowhere. - Skully

      [Intro/Verse's]
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F#m A
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F#m C#m A

[Verse 1]
F#m
Waking up at the crack of noon
Reminiscing of the times I'm waking up with you
          A
I should leave, sell my shit, make some kind of moves
I'm lying to myself, I never leave this fucking room
         F#m
I gotta pile of shit I haven't addressed, head is a mess
Check the 'scrip bottles, see if any are left
          A
There's nothing, nowhere, but let's not even go there
I'm lucky if I wake up, let alone care
                 F#m
'Cause there's a fine line from who I am and who I wanna be
Amazed at what I find when I look within honestly
  E
Honestly, it feels like I'm waiting to die
Watch the days pass by, what's it mean to be alive?
               F#m
And I've been killing time, going to bed with the sunrise
             A
I got this feeling I won't make it to twenty-five
            E
It's a far cry, know we all got hard times
                                      C#m
But these long nights got me feeling like I wanna die

[Chorus]
F#m
Leave my body by the liquor store
F#m
I'm an asshole, let me die slow
      E
It's too late for me, can't you fucking see
I've dug my own grave, let me fucking be
F#m
Leave my body by the liquor store
I'm an asshole, let me die slow
      E
It's too late for me, can't you fucking see
                                C#m
I've dug my own grave, let me fucking be

[Verse 2]
       F#m
Don't even try to feed me all that "life is what you make it"
F#m
Pull up to your 9-to-5 and smile or try to fake it
     A
But when you're in your bed alone I know you fucking face it
    A
One day you'll meet your maker and you'll see your life was wasted
      F#m
The reaper creeping slow, I know you see him when you dreaming
     F#m
You posted at a party but he's in the dark scheming
    A
And you keep telling me that life has some sort of meaning
    A
So sorry if I'm pessimistic but I don't believe it

[Bridge]
      F#m
I'm a fuck up, motherfucker
      F#m
I'm sick of tryna find myself in others
      E
I'm sick of seeking love, I'd rather suffer
                                     C#m
I'm sick of life, I put that on my mother
            G7
Yeah I'm a fuck up, motherfucker
    A
I needed you, you left me in the gutter
     E
The saddest part is that I really loved her
        A
On a sinking ship, I wave as I go under

[Chorus]
F#m
Leave my body by the liquor store
F#m
I'm an asshole, let me die slow
      E
It's too late for me, can't you fucking see
I've dug my own grave, let me fucking be
F#m
Leave my body by the liquor store
I'm an asshole, let me die slow
      E
It's too late for me, can't you fucking see
                                C#m
I've dug my own grave, let me fucking be

[Bridge]
      F#m
I'm a fuck up, motherfucker
      F#m
I'm sick of tryna find myself in others
      E
I'm sick of seeking love, I'd rather suffer
                                     C#m
I'm sick of life, I put that on my mother
            G7
Yeah I'm a fuck up, motherfucker
    A
I needed you, you left me in the gutter
     E
The saddest part is that I really loved her
        A
On a sinking ship, I wave as I go under