Rot For Clout

Intro: Dm Bb7 Eb7 Am D Gm Eb7 Dm Dm7 [Verso 1] Bb7 Eb7 Watch the blood get spilled Am D You can kill, or you can be killed Gm Eb7 It doesn't really matter what I feel Dm Dm7 I would rather fake than make the pain real Bb7 Eb7 Oh, take that smirk, wipe it off your face Am D You would do the same shit if it let you change your fate Gm Eb7 If life is nothing but an endless race Dm Dm7 You bet your ass I'm getting first place [Pré-Refrão] Bbm* Am* Please, somebody get me out of here Bbm* Am* Oh please, somebody won't you get me out of here, oh? Dm A7* You can get me out of here! Dm Dm7 [Refrão] Bb7 Eb7 Yep, that's right, let your dreams take flight Am D Watch the line go up, line go up, up, up, up, up, up Gm Eb7 Until it breaks right through, blows a hole through you Dm Dm7 You can fill it up, fill it up, fi- fi- fill it up Bb7 Eb7 And all the meat will slide off the bone, oh, so nice Am D You can eat it up, eat it up, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat Gm Eb7 Until you're full of life, it's a goddamn vibe Dm Dm7 Baby, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck Bb7 Eb7* Oh, we can fuck until the sun burns out A7 We can rot for clout Bb7 Eb7 Am D Gm Eb7 Dm Dm7 [Verso 2] Bb7 Eb7 Die upon your hill Am D I live apart from love and goodwill Gm Eb7 And when the pain comes calling for my head Dm Dm7 Yeah, I would rather hurt than be happy and dead Bb7 Eb7 Oh, fuck your frown, baby, spare your grace Am D Now I'm wearing my crown, perfect framing of my face Gm Eb7 All the details surgically replaced Dm Dm7 It's a crying shame, a pathetic disgrace [Pré-Refrão] Bbm* Am* Please, somebody get me out of here Bbm* Am* Oh, please, somebody won't you get me out of here, oh? Dm A7* I'm not getting out of here! Dm Dm7 [Refrão] Bb7 Eb7 That's right, let your dreams take flight Am D Watch the line go up, line go up, up, up, up, up, up Gm Eb7 Until it breaks right through, blows a hole through you Dm Dm7 You can fill it up, fill it up, fi- fi- fill it up Bb7 Eb7 And all the meat deep-fried with a garnish and side Am D You can eat it up, eat it up, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat Gm Eb7 Until you're full of life, on the edge of the knife Dm Dm7 Baby, cut it up, cut it up, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck it Bb7 Eb7 Oh God, a waking nightmare Am D I live a life so hollow that I'm not even there Gm Eb7 Oh God, the light won't save me Dm Dm7 Oh, I'm a perfect-tempered instrument and life is gonna play me Bb7 Eb7* Come and fuck me till the sun burns out A7 And I rot for- [Ponte] Dm* C* Maybe not a single real reason C#dim* Dmsus4* My blood's already out of season Gm* Bb* So unwanted, even by myself A7* Dm* Tell me, what the hell? What the hell? Dm C I don't like what's at my core C#dim Dmsus4 Pray to God to fix my soul Dm A7 But I don't need God's forgiveness N.C. I need yours Solo: Bb7 Eb7 Am D Gm Eb7 Dm Dm7 [Refrão] Bb7 Eb7 That's right, let your dreams take flight Am D Watch the line go up, line go up, up, up, up, up, up Gm Eb7 Until it breaks right through, blows a hole through you Dm Dm7 You can fill it up, fill it up, fi- fi- fill it up Bb7 Eb7 And all the meat shall grind into pretty pink slime Am D You can eat it up, eat it up, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat Gm Eb7 Until you're full of life, cut yourself up with the knife Dm Dm7 Baby, cut it up, cut it up, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck it Bb7 Eb7 Oh God, a waking nightmare Am D I live a life so miserable, it isn't fair Gm Eb7 Oh God, the light won't save me Dm Dm7 So let the Anthropocene watch me going fucking crazy Bb7 Eb7 Come and fuck me 'til the sun burns out A7 N.C. And I rot for clout