Nicole Dollanganger - Rampage

^C I hear him screaming like l^Fate night white trash ^AmTV stations. ^C Black combat boots, pacing^F in through the s^Amchool building.

^C He’s gonna f^Amight the good fight,^C the noble w^Far ^C He’s gonna f^Amight the good fight,^C the noble w^Far

Yeah my^Am baby h^Cas a^F baby, but it’s n^Amot me^C. ^F It’s an ^AmAK47 s^Cemi-^Fautomatic gun and he^Am loves her more than he^C loves m^Fe.

^C Gunslinger, black duster,^F delusions o^Amf a western. ^C He wears his hat on backwards,^F sets fire t^Amo his locker.

^C He’s gonna f^Amight the good fight,^C the noble w^Far ^C He’s gonna f^Amight the good fight,^C the noble w^Far

Yeah my^Am baby h^Cas a^F baby, but it’s n^Amot me^C. ^F It’s an ^AmAK47 s^Cemi-^Fautomatic gun and he^Am loves her more than he^C loves m^Fe.

^C I’ll bet you’ve never seen the smile of^F Savage-Springfield ^Am67H ^C with his blurry face and cracked voice^F gone through the ^AmVHS tapes

Yeah my^Am baby h^Cas a^F baby, but it’s n^Amot me^C. ^{F C}