Cifras
Nasa's Fake

Tom: B

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Bm                              F#                         Em                            D                                              Bm  
I just found out that my chiropractor thinks NASA's fake
                          F#                                                 Em  
It's a fact I couldn't take
                                                     D  
Now my back's about to break
                        Bm                                      F#  
Swear my drug dealer's died
                  Em                                         D                            Bm  
And I haven't smoked in over a day
                             F#                                                    Em  
I really shouldn't have to wait
                                                                  D  
Why's he always fuckin' late?
Pre-Chorus
          Bm                                                 F#m  
I bought a coffee but my name's spelt wrong
             E                                                            D  
I'm sick of listening to my favourite song
             Bm                                                 F#m  
I'm losing followers and gaining weight
             G                         F#  
How much can I take?
                                Bm              D  
I've got so many problems
                                Em                                 F#  
I can't solve, I can't stop 'em
                             Bm                            D  
So I'm gonna go, gonna drop 'em
                        Em                      F#  
Off at home with my mama
                     Bm                                    D  
Jesus Christ, gimme a break
                                Em                      F#  
Is there a pill I can take?
                          Bm              D  
I've got so many problems
                                Em                              F#  
I can't solve, I can't stop 'em
                                Bm  
So I'm gonna go
  Bm                            F#                                 Em                                    D                                            Bm  
I'm feeling cross 'cause my therapist just said that I've changed
                          F#                                                      Em  
Like the bitch can see my brain
                                                                          D  
We both know she's getting paid
          Bm                      F#                      Em                                                      D                            Bm  
And I pray to God that my best friend will stop sharing her pain
                                  F#                                                      Em  
Look, we've all got problems, babe
                                                                D  
Sorry but you're being vain
  Pre-Chorus
          Bm                                                 F#m  
I bought a coffee but my name's spelt wrong
                E                                                            D  
I'm sick of listening to my favourite song
             Bm                                                    F#m  
I'm losing followers and gaining weight
             G                         F#  
How much can I take?
                        Bm                 D  
I've got so many problems
                          Em                              F#  
I can't solve, I can't stop 'em
                                Bm                            D  
So I'm gonna go, gonna drop 'em
                        Em                         F#  
Off at home with my mama
                        Bm                            D  
Jesus Christ, gimme a break
                                Em                         F#  
Is there a pill I can take?
                        Bm                    D  
I've got so many problems
                        Em                                    F#  
I can't solve, I can't stop 'em
                             Bm  
So I'm gonna go
D    Em  
  
F#  
  
Bm    D    Em  
  
F#  
G                 A              Bm                    F#            G    A    Bm  
I just got my hair blow-dried today
             G                 A                      Bm            F#         G    A    Bm              F#  
But now it looks like it's about to rain
                          Bm              D  
I've got so many problems
                          Em                              F#  
I can't solve, I can't stop 'em
                          Bm                              D  
So I'm gonna go, gonna drop 'em
                     Em                              F#  
Off at home with my mama
                     Bm                                    D  
Jesus Christ, gimme a break
                                Em                         F#  
Is there a pill I can take?
                        Bm                    D  
I've got so many problems
                        Em                                 F#  
I can't solve, I can't stop 'em
                                Bm  
So I'm gonna go
D    Em  
  
F#  
  
Bm    D    Em  
  
F#