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[Intro] Dm A# G A# A
DmJust another suburban stereotype I've got the love for the rhythms
And the Grooves to Spite That I'm not from the islands
DmI'm the palest of white I'm putting the reggae roots together
For the words that I write
A#But I can't relate to a struggle that I've never seen GI can't praise a god that I don't believe in A#You might think that i've been lying when it comes from the seems ABut I'm not a fucking lion I'm a drunk with a dream
DmAnd I'm a million miles from everything I thought I'd become
I've lost all my faith in the Lord above And if I work real hard and keep my convictions I could still fail and satisfy everyone's predictions
A#So I drink to stay numb But I sing to stay alive Ain't Ga shot big enough to keep me satisfied A#No rhymes smart enough for me to save my pride AThere's a fire burning in me that I cannot deny
DmYeah A# G A# A DmAnd no I ain't preaching shit
All I want is to be able to make enough money with Music to quit waiting tables
DmAnd my Blood runs cold As I try to comprehend
The words we diefied that are creations of men
A#I'm just a hopeless romantic with the focus on hopeless, wrGiting love song after love song
In the hope that I can cope with
ThA#e truth of my reality But It's hard for me to swallow The rAealest love I know
Is between my liver and a bottle
DmDecidedly rough I have confided enough I am forever in possession of unrequited love DmSo I tether my confessions
To the words I supply I would rather die alone then settle for a lie
A#Because I'm a dying breed The extinction of a race SeGparating heads from shoulders
So I can spite my face
A#Been coming around looking for the right sound To escape from the mold that I've worn in the ground AWith the walls closing in on my coffin of sin
I would like to explain but before we begin
E#If you're waiting for me to fAall DmTake a seat and hold your breath
It's almost last call
AA#nd I'm just one shot away from an early grave IG've been running at a pace I can't maintain TA#here's a demon living in me that's controlling my brain GA Poison running through me that I'll never contain SDmo I siphon it off with a mic and a pen
But the growth is exponential, it's drawing me in Acting inconsequentially I'm lost at the same
You call it WAhite boy's reggae I call it "Sanity's End"