Fake Ass Gold

N.C.
When I feel like dyin',  then I start rhymin'
...is that too cringe? ...fuck it, man, just hit the keys

Intro

C#m7    B Asus2    G#m7 B
C#m7
Nice, now the choir:
C#m7          C#m7              B Amaj7     G#m7 B
(You've been, you've been so good to me...)
           Woo!            Alright, alright!
C#m7
(I owe it all)
C#m7          C#m7              B Amaj7     G#m7 B
(You've been, you've been so good to me...)
                                          I think I got somethin'
C#m7
(I owe it all)
    Here we go:

Verse 1

       C#m7
Little footsteps
Immortalized in history’s cement
           C#m7
The horror stories come true, unless you got more than “intent”
   B          Amaj7
Your starting reps are poorly written, there’s no way to repent
    G#m7  B   C#m7
But thanks to improvising, rising check how far you done went
           C#m7
Ya rivals’ eyes on the prize
You're diving deep to survive
               C#m7
That reef-less ocean
Of constant motion
                        B
Of kids with guns reloadin’
Amaj7
Bold and focused, told that most miss
                                G#m7
Their first shots, throw in the towel
  B          C#m7
Before their magnum opus
                                  C#m7
The speed of the climb is keepin’ young minds hopeless
But rhymes are still land mines
       C#m7
On the front lines, of the war zone
Known as “post modern times”
           B    Amaj7
The hard earned pennies and dimes
And nickels of “common sense”
             G#m7     B         C#m7
Of youngin’s searchin’ for more
Become a living expense
              C#m7
The world’s a nasty place of happy faces painted on masks
           C#m7
And if you say it unironically, the internet laughs
             B   Amaj7
The straight and narrow isn’t fair though
Got two lose-lose paths
               G#m7     B     C#m7
So I choose to heckle myself
The method ain’t special, it’s math, ya know?

Chorus

C#m7
Ragged, reckless, what’s your wisdom?
    C#m7
You had your riches, then you kissed ‘em
B   A6/9
Goodbye
For lies, and pyrite skies
  G#m7      B             C#m7
Rolling dice while never opening up your eyes
 C#m7
Atop this throne of sticks and stones
        C#m7
'Bout a thousand miles from a hollowed home
     B
I’ll shout
A6/9
THRIVE.
SURVIVE.
YOU AD  ALIVE.
   G#m7              B        C#m7
Don’t let 'em tell ya two and two makes five

Verse 2

          C#m7
Rejection sensitive inventive kid, who cried as she’d make
        C#m7
I was defensive, sad, creative, planning every escape
 B        Amaj7
I fled to gutters on the net to vent insatiable hate
              G#m7     B         C#m7
Why should it alarm ya, suddenly karma hit me smack in the face
           C#m7
Sure I was utterly in panic, pretended to wax satanic
    C#m7                                                              B
and dammit, I almost had it but granted, life never goes how you planned it
Amaj7
I couldn’t stand it
                               G#m7 B       C#m7
And never could hand it to the only souls emboldening me here on this planet
   C#m7
Mistake after mistake of “I’m the victim, let me take”
               C#m7
And toward the spirit cheering for me
Fear had made me a snake
      B     Amaj7
I’ve put my share of shame to rest, but I chose my own coffin
             G#m7         B     C#m7
I should have paid you what I owed you and said 'thank you' more often
           C#m7
And god forgive me, if the shit outlives me
Damn, it just might
         C#m7
A rocky, less than perfect journey, yeah that’s music alright
      B   Amaj7
Still I refuse to lose my footing, we ain’t even at half time
     G#m7          B        C#m7
Cuz the proof’s in what you put in
Bet it ain’t special, it’s math, right?

Chorus

C#m7
Ragged, reckless, what’s your wisdom?
    C#m7
You had your riches, then you kissed ‘em
B   A6/9
Goodbye
For lies, and pyrite skies
  G#m7      B             C#m7
Rolling dice while never opening up your eyes
 C#m7
Atop this throne of sticks and stones
        C#m7
'Bout a thousand miles from a hollowed home
     B
I’ll shout
A6/9
THRIVE.
SURVIVE.
YOU AD  ALIVE.
   G#m7              B        C#m7
Don’t let 'em tell ya two and two makes five

Bridge

          C#m7
And there WILL be mistakes
          C#m7
And there WILL be days of sorrow
     C#m7
Know WE'll be knowing better
      C#m7*
There WILL be a tomorrow
B  A6/9
No road
Is loaded
     A6/9                 G#m7              B          C#m7
With silver and gold, it’s just the treasure that you make for you (yeah, for you)
             C#m7
And there'll STILL be minor villains
   C#m7
To KILL along the way
          C#m7
You could FILL yourself with hate or
   C#m7*
Be DA L, be on your way
      B    A6/9
Cuz life’s tough
But love
     A6/9
When 'nough is enough
       G#m7          B          C#m7
Could be the treasure that you make for you (just for you, you know)

Chorus 2

 C#m7
Atop this throne of sticks and stones
        C#m7
'Bout a thousand miles from a hollowed home
     B
I’ll shout
A6/9
THRIVE.
SURVIVE.
YOU AD  ALIVE.
   G#m7              B        C#m7
Don’t let 'em tell ya two and two makes five

Outro

          C#m7
And there WILL be mistakes
          C#m7
And there WILL be days of sorrow
     C#m7
Know WE'll be knowing better
      C#m7*
There WILL be a tomorrow
B  A6/9
No road
Is loaded
     A6/9                 G#m7              B          C#m7
With silver and gold, it’s just the treasure that you make for you (I owe it all...)