Tom: G
Introdução: G Em C
G
Take a sip from the cup of piping hot procrastination
Em C
That's another sleepless night from all my sleep hallucinations
G
Point my finger at the cause. Mom hates dad and dad hates mom
Em C
But they did pretty well to salvage something broken since the year of '91
G
A different home every year creates an oddly scattered head
Em C
Filled with unproductive thoughts that pair with existential dread
G
I am in desperate need of therapy but cannot pay the bills
Em
How do you put a price on mental health
C
Whilst everybody's burning
G Em C
I'll rest with this in my guts
G Em C
As I'm forced through the incinerator
G Em C
It's cold, it's calculated
G Em C
And it won't stop 'til I'm obliterated
G
Two years ago you came to visit my completely empty home
Em C
We built a tree out of the cardboard that we found out on the streets
G
We spent our Christmas at the dollar store and you cried a lot that morning
Em C
Said you hated this whole situation right as mom was calling
G Em C
I'll rest with this in my guts
G Em C
As I'm forced through the incinerator
G Em C
It's cold, it's calculated
G Em C
It won't stop 'til I'm obliterated
Em
Well, I wasn't an easy child
I was stubborn to the core
C G
Filled with a distrust in authority and a new found feeling
I did not understand
D
Which grew and manifested in this hollow home that creaked and splintered
With every step I took
Em C
Well I'm sorry mom, and I'm sorry dad
I'm sorry Sammy for the distance and the aftermath
G
That stained and desecrated the person that I am today
D
The sour discoloration that fills my day to day
G Em C
I'll rest with this in my guts
G Em C
As I'm forced through the incinerator
G Em C
Yeah, it's cold, it's calculated
G Em C
And it won't stop 'til I'm obliterated
G