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Tuning: D A D G B E
[Verse 1]
DWhere should I stAart? DDisjointed Aheart
DI've got no cAommitment to mDy own Aflesh and Cblood
DLeft all Aalone, Dfar from myAm home
DNo one to hearA me, to hDeal my Aill heart
[Chorus]
CI Dkeep it Alocked up, Finside
[Verse 2]
CI Dcannot Aexpress Dto the point AmI've regressed
DIf anger's a gifAt, then I gDuess I've been blAessed
[Chorus]
CI Dkeep it Alocked up, Finside
DKeep my distanAce from youFr lies
[Interlude]
DIt's tAoo late to love me, Fnow
CYou have never shown me
DIt's tAoo late to love me, Fnow
You don't Ceven knoBbw me
[Bridge 1]
DBreaking a part of my heart to find release
DTaking you out of my blood to bring me peace
DBreaking a part of my heart to find release
DTaking you out of my blood to bring me peace
DBreaking a part of my heart to find release (Break!)
DTaking you out of my blood to bring me peace (Me!)
DBreaking a part of my heart to find release (Down!)
DTaking you out of my blood to bring me peace
[Chorus]
DKeep it Alocked up, Finside
DKeep my distancAe from youFr lies
[Bridge 2]
DBreaking a part of my heart to find release (Break!)
DTaking you out of my blood to bring me peace (Me!)
DBreaking a part of my heart to find release (Down!)
DTaking you out of my blood to bring me peace
DBreaking a part of my heart to find release
DTaking you out of my blood to bring me peace
DBreaking a part of my heart to find release
DTaking you out of my blood to bring me peace
DKeep my Adistance
DKeep my Adistance
DKeep my Adistance
DKeep my Adistance
[Outro]
DSpit drips from the jaw of the witless witness
DCryptic colloquialisms shift your mid rift
DDog paddle through a bog of shadows and smog
DWith my thought catalog, analogue rap battle log
DKeep my distance and fear resistance
DHurt by persistence, the twisted web of tangled lies
DStrangles my hope to waste and numbs the taste
DAnd I'm forced to face these hate crimes
DAgainst the state of being
DFeeling the weightlessness press me to the ceiling
DReeling around rooms, riding a bubble of sound
DTuned to the frequency making your chest shake
DWith every boom
DInvoluntary muscle contraction
DIgnoring your neck's breaking, musical gas fume euphoria
DThe sound pounds to make the dead flush
DTo hand you a head rush with read thoughts and said stuff