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Am EmSalwch yw fy athrawen
F CFe dorrodd fy ngwên
Am EmMae fy esgyrn yn teimlo'n hen
F CYma y gorwedd corff Ren
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[Verse 1]
AmI lay broken on the kitchen floor
Em FI clawed at the laminate
AmPain wandered my body, an uninvited guest
Em FBones were a home where the devil could rest
Am EmI cursed the gods, cursed my messiah, cursed my maker
FI cursed all of creation
AmThere I lay, feeble and thin
N.C.
(Sick boi, sick boi, seven my sins)
[Verse 2]
AmHave you ever felt pain?
Em FStomach wrenching, unrelenting, tell me
AmHave you ever felt pain?
Em FCondescending, muscles clenching, tell me
AmHave you ever felt pain?
Em F AmA rose emerges from the pavement cracks
EmThey'll write my eulogy with broken glass
N.C.
Eternal parallax, pain
[Chorus]
Am EmPain the author, I accept this
F AmPain the teacher, bruised apprentice
Am EmPain resisting, pain will come
F AmPain the mother, I'm the son
Am EmPain that splits you in two when it hits you
F AmThe dark and the light all converged to one
Am EmPain that twists you, the Heavens dismiss you
FThe Father, the Ghost, and the Holy Son
[Verse 3]
AmBody bags, body bags, body-bagging me
Em FZip it up quick, a living zombie
AmI search for peace in the belly of the beast
EmSick boi, sick boi, onomatopoeia
AmRunning up a fever, followin' a leader
EmWanna be me, huh? Grass isn't greener
AmBright light seizure, dynamite dealer (Hya)
EmDine at the table of the coroner, eat up, fuck
Am EmThirteen years and I've been feelin' so stuck
Lucky number thirteen, just my luck (Shi)
AmEmpires tumble - rubbles and dust
EmThe universe shrinks and the planets combust (Bla)
AmIn God we trust
EmGod tied a noose to his neck and he walked to the edge and he jumped
AmAngels wept
EmI bear witness watching the whole thing unfold from my bed
AmA bed where I never deep rest
EmA bed where I'm always depressed
AmA bed with a human oppressed
EmA bed for a tomb where I slept
FA bed in this room that's a womb for this mess
Am Em FSick boi, bitten by a tick boy, tell me how it feels to be buried while you breathe (Bla)
Am Em FStones and sticks, boy, pain is a gift, boy, hard to make a stand when you crawl on your knees and I kneel
[Verse 4]
N.C.
I kneel at the altar of my own disease and I beg
Am CI begged the sky for mercy, mercy never came, life did me dirty
AmThirty-three and hurting, cursing
CJesus died at thirty-three and still, my sins are lurking
AmGears are turning, future stays uncertain
CSurgeon incision, murder ambition
N.C.
(Fear of the unknown preserves a religion, denounce the gods where my body went missing)
[Verse 5]
Am CBack then, the pain sprayed ricocheted like a MAC-10
AmHot lead hit the bed I was trapped in
CRed wings, seraphim out of God's grace
AmCried tears from Heaven like Clapton
CStick pins in a voodoo, Hendrix
AmThick skin, stay humble, Kendrick
N.C.
Stay skeptic, check the biometrics
N.C.
Bloodstains, crime scene, forensic
[Bridge]
Am CLights on, lights out
EmFade into the background
Am CSo down, so down
EmRunnin' from the silhouette of self-doubt
Am CBy now, by now
EmReally should've figured this shit out
Am C EmLights on, lights out, Smackdown
[Verse 6]
N.C.
Let it be, let it be, quote John Lennon
N.C.
Click-clack, John got shot for attention
AmWhat does that tell you about the good of intentions?
AmBitterness formed in a storm of aggression
AmProphets get dropped imagining heaven
AmMartin Luther, Mahatma - more deadness
AmSix, six, followed by six and seven
AmBuild 'em, praise 'em, bury 'em, dead 'em
[Verse 7]
AmI was born to be half a man with half a chance
AmMy heart is in half; half-righteous, half is damned
AmAnd half a gram, half those troubles end
AmThoughts stay darker than Uruk-Hai's masterplan
AmSharper than glass, shards splinter and
AmSinner man, sinner man, irony could kill a man
AmPain makes money when the music lands, expand
AmPay me my cheese, rain down parmesan (Six six six)
[Verse 8]
AmFollowed by seven
CSeven whole sins for a self-made Armageddon
AmSin one: Pride
CPride makes a man kill a man for his ego to survive
AmSin two: Lust
CLust makes the grass look greener, crucifies trust
AmSin three: Gluttony
CHumans consume and consume, planet Earth gets a frontal lobotomy
AmFour: Sloth
C EmRinse and repeat, reruns, repeat, time lost
AmSin five: Envy
C EmThat's when one man's win is another man's frenzy
AmSin six: Wrath
C EmRage, vengeance, killers, psychopaths
AmSin seven: Greed
N.C.
Greed plants a seed that will destroy us all if we succumb to greed
Am C EmIf we take what we need, then take more than we need, then our oceans will bleed
AmStill, we feed and we feed and we sleep, then repeat
C EmThen we exile the shepherds and follow the sheep
Am CWe inherit the mean, we inherit this world that we bruised and we beat
Em AmWe inherit this vanity, circus of creeps
AmInherit the liars, the murderous thieves
N.C.
One sin for every one day of the week
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