praying to the sky

Lil Peep

Tom original: G#m Capotraste: 4 Acordes: 3
G#m

(início)

  Em
You know it's fucked when the pain feel nice
  Am
Cheap liquor on ice (yeah)
Nice
  D
I'm tryna get you out my head tonight (tonight)
  Em
I'm tryna get you out my fuckin' life (fuckin' life, right)
  Am
Then we fucked
Then she sucked me off twice
  D
Then I left that bitch alone like I was right
Fuckin' right (wrong)
  Em
In your thong, smokin' strong outta bong
  Am
What the fuck? And I'm tryna make this song (hey, uh, hey)
  D
Young white prick, I get a kick out hittin' licks
  Em
Watch how I kick out yo bitch
Just so I could cut my wrist
  Am
Bitch, I'm tatted out my shirt, so I can't work, I make it flip
  D
Pour my 40 in the dirt
Then light my dutch and take a sip
  Em
I hear voices in my head
They tellin' me to call it quits
  Am
I found some Xanax in my bed
I took that shit, went back to sleep
  D
They gon' miss me when I'm dead
I lay my head and rest in peace
  Em
I'm prayin' to the sky, I don't even know why, ayy
 Am
Oh, I don't think I can take this anymore
 D
No, washin' the blood from my wrist on the floor
 Em
Oh, fuck, what you talkin' 'bout? My shit is dope
 Am
Play this shit when they put me in a hole
 D
For eternity, so they can reap what they sow (shit)
 Em
Oh, I don't think I can do nothin' but flow
 Am
No, I don't know what she be fuckin' me for
 D
Oh, I don't know why you in love with me, hoe
 Em
I keep amphetamines up in my coat
 Am
I'm in the zone, I'm all on my own
  D
You know it's fucked when the pain feel nice
  Em
Cheap liquor on ice (yeah)
Nice
  Am
I'm tryna get you out my head tonight (tonight)
  D
I'm tryna get you out my fuckin' life (fuckin' life, right)
  Em
Then we fucked
Then she sucked me off twice
  Am
Then I left that bitch alone like I was right
Fuckin' right (wrong)
  D
In your thong, smokin' strong outta bong
  Em
What the fuck? And I'm tryna make this song (hey, uh, hey)
  Am
Young white prick, I get a kick out hittin' licks
  D
Watch how I kick out yo bitch
Just so I could cut my wrist
  Em
Bitch, I'm tatted out my shirt, so I can't work, I make it flip
  Am
Pour my 40 in the dirt
Then light my dutch and take a sip
  D
I hear voices in my head
They tellin' me to call it quits
  Em
I found some Xanax in my bed
I took that shit, went back to sleep
  Am
They gon' miss me when I'm dead
I lay my head and rest in peace
  D
I'm prayin' to the sky, I don't even know why, ayy
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