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High Cost Of Living - Seth Anthony

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[Intro]

C C C C

[Verse]

C

I was just a normal guy

C

Life was just a nine to five

C

With bills and pressure

G

Piled up to the sky

G

She never asked, She knew I'd be

G

Hangin' with my wilder friends

G C

Looking for some other way to fly

C

And three days straight was no big feat

C

To get by with no food or sleep

F C D

And crazy was becoming my new norm

C

I'd pass out on the bedroom floor

G C C

And sleep right through the calm before the storm

[Chorus]

F

My life was just an old routine

G

Every day the same damn thing

C Bb F

I couldn't even tell I was alive, I tell you

C

The high cost of livin'

G C C

Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high

[Verse]

C

That southern Baptist parking lot

C

Was where I'd go to smoke my pot

C G

Sit there in my pickup truck and pray

G

Staring at that giant cross

G

Just reminded me that I was lost

G C

It just never seemed to point the way

C

As soon as Jesus turned his back

C

I find my way across the track

F C D

Lookin' just to score, another deal

C

With my back against that damn eight ball

G C C

I didn't have to think or talk, or feel

[Chorus]

F

My life was just an old routine

G

Every day the same damn thing

C Bb F

I couldn't even tell I was alive, I tell you

C

The high cost of livin'

G C C C C

Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high

[Verse]

C

My whole life went through my head

C

Layin' in that motel bed

C G

Watchin' as the cops kicked in the door

G

I had a job and a piece of land

G

My sweet wife was my best friend

G C

But I traded that for cocaine and a whore

C

With my new found sobriety

C

I've got the time to sit and think

F G D

Of all the things I had, and threw away

C

This prison is much colder than

G C C

That one that I was locked up in just yesterday

[Chorus]

F

My life is just an old routine

G

Every day the same damn thing

C A# F

I could't even tell I was alive, I tell you

C

The high cost of livin'

Gm G C C

Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high

[Outro]

C

I tell you, high cost of livin'

G C

Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high

C C C C

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