The Struts - Too Good At Raising Hell

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[Verse 1]
G FDesigner suits, Gucci gloves, Chelsea boots
CAll my demons are cocaine-fueled electric cool
G FSugar tooth, caramel, silky smooth
CDiving into Clase Azul swimming pools
G FSex so good make the neighbors smoke a cigarette
CBut I'm still bored to death
 
[Chorus]
G F CThink I’m getting too good, too good at raising hell
 
But I'm wearing it well
G F CI'm getting too good, too good at raising hell
 
Oh, I’m ringing the bell
 
[Verse 2]
GI run a hotel without any beds
FRun a catwalk without any threads
CDriving myself right into the storm
 
Burning my cash to keep myself warm
GStaying at the party when everyone's lеft
FWhat a good life, I'm living my best
CI'm still bored to dеath
 
[Chorus]
G F CThink I’m getting too good, too good at raising hell
 
But I'm wearing it well
G F CI'm getting too good, too good at raising hell
 
Oh, I’m ringing the bell
G FIt’s a little too easy, getting harder to please me
CI know you’re starving to feed me, you know that you need me
G F CI'm getting too good, too good at raising hell
 
[Chorus]
G F CThink I’m getting too good, too good at raising hell
 
But I'm wearing it well
G F CI'm getting too good, too good at raising hell
 
Oh, I’m ringing the bell
G FIt’s a little too easy, getting harder to please me
CI know you’re starving to feed me, you know that you need me
G F CI'm getting too good, too good at raising hell
 
[Outro]
 
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