Life on the Bottom Hit the Lights
I'm digging myse[C#]lf out of this pile of broken b[F#]ones[C#]
Spent my life on the bottom, sur[F#]rounded by my [G#]own
(And I'm so sick)
[C#]You left me in silence, so I [F#]yell until it [C#]hurts
And I'll force you to listen, my [F#]words will be your [G#]curse
Waiting on [C#]life, broken and bruised
This is [F#]it, taking hits, if I [G#]need to
Make my own [C#]way, that's what I'll do
Taking [F#]hits, tasting blood yeah, I [G#]spilled my guts for you
[C#]I'm draining myself out
You [F#]do what you can to sur[C#]vive
One day I'll forget the [F#]taste of your lips and [G#]I
I'll [C#]drop you like a ton of bricks, I'll [F#]drop you like a [G#]ton of bricks
Waiting on [C#]life, broken and bruised
This is [F#]it, taking hits, if I [G#]need to
Make my own [C#]way, that's what I'll do
Taking [F#]hits, tasting blood yeah, I [G#]spilled my guts for you
[C#] [F#]You want a war, but [G#]I can't have you pulling me [C#]down
[F#]Can't lose control, that's [G#]how I got to where I am [C#]now
[F#]Can we move on? I'm [G#]sick of always waiting on [C#]life
So I'll make my own [C#]way, that's what I'll do
[F#] So [G#]sick of always waiting on life
Waiting on [C#]life, broken and bruised
This is [F#]it, taking hits, if I [G#]need to
Make my own [C#]way, that's what I'll do
Taking [F#]hits, tasting blood yeah, I [G#]spilled my guts for you
I'll [C#]drop you like a ton of bricks, I'll [F#]drop you like a [G#]ton of bricks
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