The Dead Days

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Ever since I can remember, I've 
                 A
been okay at best
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It seems like every day's a 
           G              A
struggle just to get out of bed
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As a kid, I thought it couldn't 
       G                A
get much better than this
           D           F#7     
Now I'm one pessimistic son of a 
    G                    A
bitch (son of a bitch)


[Pre-Chorus]
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It was the last thing (last thing)
        A                    D    
My momma taught me, how could I be
        F#7
 so naive, she said


[Chorus]
                     D             

F#7          G

Don't worry, kid, the dead days are 
on their way
A                D           F#7
Coffins line the streets, so dig
            G
 your grave
       A           D           
There's not a soul alive or 
F#7        G
heart to break
      A              D        
'Cause we're all dead anyways, 
F#7       G
rotting away
A                 Bm
Soon we'll all be dead
            A             D    
(Dead, dead, we're already dead, 
       F#7
dead, dead, dead)
Bm                A       G
(Dead, dead, we're already dead, 
dead)
     G       A     D
Yeah, we're already dead


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[Verse 2]
              D              F#7  
She said: "I'm sorry, now you 
            G            A
know," I had no time to react
            D              F#7    
Since then I been out on my own, 
            G              A
but time was moving too fast
         D         F#7         
So I've accepted my fate because 
        G            A
we're all gonna die someday
D
I never cared for life much anyway 
(anyway)


[Pre-Chorus]
          D         F#7           G
It was the last thing (last thing)
        A                    D    
My momma taught me, how could I be
        F#7
 so naive, she said


[Chorus]
                     D             
Don't worry, kid, the dead days are
F#7          G
 on their way
A                D           F#7
Coffins line the streets, so dig
            G
 your grave
       A           D           
There's not a soul alive or 
F#7        G
heart to break
      A              D        
'Cause we're all dead anyways, 
F#7
rotting away
A                 Bm
Soon we'll all be dead
            A             D       

    F#7

(Dead, dead, we're already dead, 
dead, dead, dead)
Bm                A       G
(Dead, dead, we're already dead, 
dead)
     G       A     D
Yeah, we're already dead


[Bridge]
                   F#7           
And drowning to debt, paid with a 
                  G
shot to the head
                       A
Too strange for me to come to terms 
with
Dm                           F/A
She had me thinking what am I up 
against
    G                             A
Everything I ever love goes to shit


[Chorus]
                     D             
Don't worry, kid, the dead days are
F#7          G
 on their way
A                D           F#7
Coffins line the streets, so dig
            G
 your grave
       A           D           
There's not a soul alive or 
F#7        G
heart to break
      A              D        
'Cause we're all dead anyways, 
F#7       G
rotting away
A                 Bm
Soon we'll all be dead
            A             D    
(Dead, dead, we're already dead, 
       F#7
dead, dead, dead)
Bm                A       G
(Dead, dead, we're already dead, 
dead)
     G       A     D
Yeah, we're already dead