Flurry Rush

G Em C D G D


[Verse 1]
G
I try not to give a fuck about the 
little things
                 Em
Yet still every particle of pressure

Got my psyche circling the drain
  C
But shit I can’t complain

Compared to many folks I got it 
great
D
So, why's it always seem

That everything was better yesterday
G
Sure, I suppose that I could down 
another fifth
Em
To help myself forget

Pocket the grenade and pull the pin
C
But giving in is overrated

And I’m sick of being faded
D
And I’d like my epitaph to read
D
They made it

So, we’ll have to
         G
Wipe the sweat from our brows

Tears from our eyes
               Em
Booze from our mouths
Em
I know shits going south

But we got this
C
Just as long as we don’t cave
               D
To the escape route
          C                     D 
Just chug along and everything 
               G
will play out fine

[Chorus]
Em
Or maybe it won't
                  C
Maybe we're fucked
            G
Maybe we’re born to die
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                        D
And all shit out of luck
                       Em
Plus, it does feel a bit 
narcissistic
C
To deny our existence
D               C                
Is an accident congealed from the
     G
 dust


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[Verse 2]
D
How I’d love to find myself
                    G
Some solace in some pollyannaish 
paradise

And view the glass half full
                  Em
But it’s just so difficult

To not fill every glass in sight 
with booze
                   C
I’ve got so many self-inflicted 
bullet wounds

In both my feet
     D
That it’s a miracle I ever leave the
 bed

To walk the streets
       G
When I do a wave of panic washes 
over me
                        Em
And shrivels up my lungs

Can’t seem to act the way I’m 
supposed to be
                 C
Without catching a buzz

Meaning is tough to find when 
anchored to a drug
            D
So, I hold dear the hope

With work one day I'll live a life 
unplugged
         G
And wipe the sweat from our brows

Tears from our eyes
               Em
Booze from our mouths
Em
I know shits going south

But we got this
C
Just as long as we don’t cave
               D
To the escape route
          C                     D 
Just chug along and everything 
               G
will play out fine


[Chorus]

Em
Or maybe it won’t
                   C
Maybe we’re screwed
                 G
Maybe we’re just arbitrary blips
                D
All born to lose
                    Em
Maybe searching for meaning hope
       C
To deny life is pointless
         D              C         
And this consciousness shit’s all 
       G
a rouse

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[Verse 3]
G
For every happy thought I’ve ever 
had
There dwells a voice within my head
Em


That speaks to sabotage my comfort
                         C
With an existential dread

Oh, how nice it’d be to just enjoy 
one day
D
Without the vacuum of anxiety to 
suck the fun away

G
Like it’s a

Gorgeous day outside
Too bad that everyone I know will 
   Em
die

It doesn’t matter what we leave 
behind
          C
We’re all standing in place

Just launching arrows at the sky
           D
The finish line of this rat race