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C C/B Let's get fucked up and die. C F G C I am speaking figuratively of course. C C/B Am Like the last time that I committed suicide. G "Social suicide." C C/B Yeah, so I'm already dead, C F G C On the inside but I can still pretend. C C/B Am G With my memories and photographs I have learned to love the lie. F G Am G I want to know what its like to be awkward and innocent, not belligerent. F G Am G I want to know how it feels to be useful and pertinent and have common sense, yeah. F G Am Let me in, let me into the club 'cause I want to belong, G/B And I need to get strong. F G And if memory serves I'm addicted to words. C And they're useless...in this department. C C/B Let's get fucked up and die. C F G C I'm riding hard on the last legs of every lie. C C/B Am And the BMX bike of my life is about to explode. G I'm about to explode. C C/B I'm a mess I'm a wreck. C F G C I am perfect and I have learned to accept, C C/B Am G All my problems and shortcomings 'cause I'm so visceral, yet deeply inept. [ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/m/motion-city-soundtrack/370676.html ] F G I want to thank you for being a part of my Am G F G "Forget me nots and marigolds and other things that don't get old." Am G Is it legal to do this? I surely don't know. F G Am It's the only way I have learned to express myself, G/B Through other peoples descriptions of life. F G C I'm afraid, I'm alone and entirely useless...in this department. C C/B Let's get fucked up and die. C F G C For the last time with feelings we'll try not to smile. C C/B Am G As we cover our heads and drink heavily into the nights that still shock and surprise. C C/B C F G C I believe that I can overcome this and beat everything in the end. C C/B But I choose to abuse for the time being. Am G Maybe I'll win. But for now I've decided to die. F G Am G Sister soldier you've been such a positive influence on my mental frame. F G Am G If I could ever repay you I would but I'm hard up for cash and my memory lacks initiative. F G Am Goddamn, the liquor store's closed. We were so close to scoring. G/B F G It hurts, it destroys, 'til it kills. I am tired and hungry and totally C useless...in this department. |