Crackpipe

Afinação: E A D G B ECapotraste: Sem capotraste [Verse 1] F Dm Bb I try to be an optimist but my glass is always bone dry so F I gotta fill it up or get high to get by to just try n Dm Bb Tip toe the tight rope this pessimism is a disease F Dm Bb With depression and apathy sets in a complete lack F Dm Of all motivation to reach any goal so dig deeper Bb The hole we've dug with distractions and give in to a vice [break] F Dm Bb F Dm Bb [verse 2] F Dm Bb Once its hard to wake up hard to function hard F Dm Bb To cope without a 6 pack, a bag o' weed or a bump of coke F Dm Bb We've lost autonomy and depleted all our dopamine now the world F Dm Bb A# D Does seem a dreary place devoid of any hope [Chorus] F Dm Without a vice C Bb F Dm We poison ourselves and don't think twice C Bb F Dm About the consequence when the crutches feel so nice C Bb Dm C F When we put band-aids on our bullet wounds, we subtract good addvice [Solo] F F Dm Bb F F Dm Bb F F Dm Bb C C Bb Bb [Verse 3] F Dm Bb When you decide to stop ya can't go cold turkey 'cause F You're left with a brain all out of wack though it can Dm Bb Be a quick hazy saunter down to rock bottom it's a long road F Dm Bb Back there ain't no seatbelts on this wagon with every F Dm Speedbump we're launched back to square one where we tell Bb F Dm Ourselves that we'll do better tomorrow F Dm Bb We tell ourselves promise ourselves that we'll do better tomorrow F Dm Bb We tell ourselves promise ourselves that we'll do better tomorrow F Dm Bb We tell ourselves promise ourselves that we'll do better tomorrow C Bb But sooner those tomorrows cease to come when you live [Chorus/outro] F Dm Anchored to a vice C Bb F Dm We poison ourselves and don't think twice C Bb F Dm About the consequence when the crutches feel so nice C Bb Dm C F When we put band-aids on our bullet wounds, we subtract good addvice