[Intro]
G D Am Em
G D Am C
[Verse 1]
G D Am Em
Would i rather give up or would i rather be taken
G D Am C
By the rich man’s army or the vlutches of starvation
G D Am Em
I know im no where near not having enough to live, but
G D Am C
This anxiety is making it seem like an actual option
G D Am Em
Cuz, i get the feeling that what ive heard all my life is lies
G D Am C
And its really fucking terrifying, i’m hostage to let other people die
G D Am Em
Being happy and exploited is what my older siblings do
G D Am
and i guess ive got no choice but give up hope and do that shit too
[Pre-Chorus]
Em Am
I look around this city and i want to fucking hurl
D G Em
There's hungry people sitting next to gucci and michael hill
Am D
And the others will quicken their pace and look away
G
I gotta say that most of the time i will do the same
[Chorus]
B
HEY!
G D Am Em
The Man couldnt give less of a fuck
G D Am Em
and some day you could be like him if you strike enough gold and good luck
B
Wouldnt that be lovely, my friends?
E A
Forgetting youre complicit every minute of it
G D Am Em
every minute of it
[Instrumental]
G D Am Em
G D Am C
[Verse 2]
G D Am Em
It’s sad to know that ill probably be broke and
G D Am C
Waste my time pretending i believe in the trickle down hoax
G D Am Em
I couldn’t even cope with school, already exhausted
G D Em C
By the training camp i attend to become a good little robot
G D Am Em
I’ve spent so many nights in tears and hoping for my death and
G D Am C
Sometimes id rather end it all than break my mind for a paycheck
G D Am Em
I know i’m a participant like everybody else
G D Am
and ‘growing up’ in this system means devaluing yourself
[Pre-Chorus]
Em Am
I look around this city and i want to fucking hurl
D G Em
There's hungry people sitting next to gucci and michael hill
Am D
And the others will quicken their pace and look away
G
I gotta say that most of the time i will do the same
[Chorus]
B
HEY!
G D Am Em
The Man couldnt give less of a fuck
G D Am Em
and some day you could be like him if you strike enough gold and good luck
B
Wouldnt that be lovely, my friends?
E A
Forgetting youre complicit every minute of it
G D Am Em
every minute of it
[Instrumental]
G D Am Em G D Am C
G D Am Em G D Am C
[Chorus]
B
HEY!
G D Am Em
The Man couldnt give less of a fuck
G D Am Em
and some day you could be like him if you strike enough gold and good luck
B
Wouldnt that be lovely, my friends?
E A
Forgetting youre complicit every minute of it
G D Am Em
every minute of it
B
Wouldnt that be lovely, my friends?
E A
Forgetting youre complicit every minute of it
G D Am Em
G D Am Em
every minute of it
[Instrumental]
G D Am Em G D Am C
G D Am Em G D Am C
G D Am Em G D Am C
G D Am Em G D Am C
[Outro]
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