Fake Ass Gold

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N.C.
When I feel like dyin',  then I 
start rhymin'

...is that too cringe? ...fuck it, 
man, just hit the keys

[Intro]
C#m7    B Asus2    G#m7 B

C#m7
Nice, now the choir:
C#m7          C#m7              B
(You've been, you've been so good
 Amaj7     G#m7 B
 to me...)
           Woo!            Alright, 
alright!
C#m7
(I owe it all)
C#m7          C#m7              B
(You've been, you've been so good
 Amaj7     G#m7 B
 to me...)
                                    
      I think I got somethin'
C#m7
(I owe it all)
    Here we go:

[Verse 1]
       C#m7
Little footsteps

Immortalized in history’s cement
           C#m7
The horror stories come true, unless
 you got more than “intent”
   B          Amaj7
Your starting reps are poorly 
written, there’s no way to repent
    G#m7  B   C#m7
But thanks to improvising, rising 
check how far you done went
           C#m7
Ya rivals’ eyes on the prize

You're diving deep to survive
               C#m7
That reef-less ocean

Of constant motion
                        B
Of kids with guns reloadin’
Amaj7
Bold and focused, told that most 
miss
Their first shots, throw in the 
G#m7
towel
  B          C#m7
Before their magnum opus


The speed of the climb is keepin’ 
C#m7
young minds hopeless

But rhymes are still land mines
       C#m7
On the front lines, of the war zone

Known as “post modern times”
           B    Amaj7
The hard earned pennies and dimes

And nickels of “common sense”
             G#m7     B         C#m7
Of youngin’s searchin’ for more

Become a living expense
              C#m7
The world’s a nasty place of happy 
faces painted on masks
           C#m7
And if you say it unironically, the 
internet laughs
             B   Amaj7
The straight and narrow isn’t fair 
though

Got two lose-lose paths
               G#m7     B     C#m7
So I choose to heckle myself

The method ain’t special, it’s math,
 ya know?


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[Chorus]
C#m7
Ragged, reckless, what’s your 
wisdom?
    C#m7
You had your riches, then you kissed
 ‘em
B   A6/9
Goodbye

For lies, and pyrite skies
  G#m7      B             C#m7
Rolling dice while never opening up 
your eyes
 C#m7
Atop this throne of sticks and 
stones
        C#m7
'Bout a thousand miles from a 
hollowed home
     B
I’ll shout
A6/9
THRIVE.

SURVIVE.

YOU AD  ALIVE.
   G#m7              B        
Don’t let 'em tell ya two and two 
C#m7
makes five


[Verse 2]
          C#m7
Rejection sensitive inventive kid, 
who cried as she’d make
        C#m7
I was defensive, sad, creative, 
planning every escape
 B        Amaj7
I fled to gutters on the net to vent
 insatiable hate
              G#m7     B         
Why should it alarm ya, suddenly 
C#m7
karma hit me smack in the face
           C#m7
Sure I was utterly in panic, 
pretended to wax satanic
    C#m7                       
and dammit, I almost had it but 
granted, life never goes how you 
      B
planned it
Amaj7
I couldn’t stand it
                               G#m7
And never could hand it to the only
 B       C#m7
 souls emboldening me here on this 
planet


   C#m7
Mistake after mistake of “I’m the 
victim, let me take”
               C#m7
And toward the spirit cheering for 
me

Fear had made me a snake
      B     Amaj7
I’ve put my share of shame to rest, 
but I chose my own coffin
             G#m7         B     
I should have paid you what I owed 
C#m7
you and said 'thank you' more often
           C#m7
And god forgive me, if the shit 
outlives me

Damn, it just might
         C#m7
A rocky, less than perfect journey, 
yeah that’s music alright
      B   Amaj7
Still I refuse to lose my footing, 
we ain’t even at half time
     G#m7          B        C#m7
Cuz the proof’s in what you put in

Bet it ain’t special, it’s math, 
right?


[Chorus]
C#m7
Ragged, reckless, what’s your 
wisdom?
    C#m7
You had your riches, then you kissed
 ‘em
B   A6/9
Goodbye

For lies, and pyrite skies
  G#m7      B             C#m7
Rolling dice while never opening up 
your eyes
 C#m7
Atop this throne of sticks and 
stones
        C#m7
'Bout a thousand miles from a 
hollowed home
     B
I’ll shout
A6/9
THRIVE.

SURVIVE.

YOU AD  ALIVE.
   G#m7              B        
Don’t let 'em tell ya two and two 
C#m7
makes five


[Bridge]
          C#m7
And there WILL be mistakes
          C#m7
And there WILL be days of sorrow
     C#m7
Know WE'll be knowing better
      C#m7*
There WILL be a tomorrow
B  A6/9
No road

Is loaded
     A6/9                 G#m7    
With silver and gold, it’s just 
          B          C#m7
the treasure that you make for you 
(yeah, for you)
             C#m7
And there'll STILL be minor villains
   C#m7
To KILL along the way
          C#m7
You could FILL yourself with hate or
   C#m7*
Be DA L, be on your way
      B    A6/9
Cuz life’s tough

But love
     A6/9
When 'nough is enough
       G#m7          B          
Could be the treasure that you make 
C#m7
for you (just for you, you know)


[Chorus 2]
 C#m7
Atop this throne of sticks and 
stones
        C#m7
'Bout a thousand miles from a 
hollowed home
     B
I’ll shout
A6/9
THRIVE.

SURVIVE.

YOU AD  ALIVE.
   G#m7              B        
Don’t let 'em tell ya two and two 
C#m7
makes five


[Otro]
          C#m7
And there WILL be mistakes
          C#m7
And there WILL be days of sorrow
     C#m7
Know WE'll be knowing better
      C#m7*
There WILL be a tomorrow
B  A6/9
No road

Is loaded
     A6/9                 G#m7    
With silver and gold, it’s just 
          B          C#m7
the treasure that you make for you 
(I owe it all...)