X Ana X Chords by Badflower

[G] _ _ _ _ [Gm] I can't feel my toes and my fingertips.
My chest is beating so fast I can't keep up.
[D] I'm losing it.
I just won't quit.
[N] I'm punching my face and I'm punching my dick.
[C#] I'm getting fixed and I'm fixing.
I'm sick of this show.
All my tricks and my [E] tics and a judge and a judge.
[C#] And I X and I X and I'm begging just to stay in my body.
I'm nervous, I can't fucking [G] stand it.
[F#] _ [C#] _ [E] _
[G] _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ [G] _ [F#] _ [C#] _ [E] _
[G] _ [C#m] _ _ [F#m] Words that's what they [C#] gave me.
[C]
The pills from my [C#] necessity now.
Won't fix my attitude.
[D] Cause I'm the does it bad kids.
_ [G] _ [C#m] _ _ _
[G] _ [E] _ [C#] _ [B] _ [E] And now you say my son.
[F#] Can you let [G] me hurt my heart [E] more?
[A#] _ _ _ [Gm]
[B] Yeah!
[D#] _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
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[G] _ _ [C#] _ _ [G] Okay [C#m] _ _
[G] _ _ [E] _ _ [Em] _ _ [C#] _ _
[G] _ _ [C#m] _ [Em] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _
[Em] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [G] _ _ [F#] [C#] I'm sick.
Not the kind of sick that lands you in the doctor.
Not the kind that makes you weak and then heals you stronger.
Not the kind of sick that turns your legs into spaghetti.
Not the kind of sick that [F#] makes your butt burn and your bones.
Not the kind [Gm] of sick that makes [F#] an atheist pray for Jesus.
Not the kind of sickness that turns your [N] power into weakness.
And I'm sick of being sick.
There's no fucking place for weakness.
And I'm living a sick life that [D] most people call Britain.
And it's [G] not kind of right but I'm still sicker [C#m] than I can cope with.
_ _ [E] _ And now you say my [F#] son.
Can [G] you let me hurt [C#m] my heart _ _ [G] [C#m] more?
Baby, [G] there [E] has to be a limit.
You know I love you [F#] son.
[G] Cause that's what I've [C#m] been giving.
[A] You [E] say my son.
[A] Can you [C#m] make me slow down?
[A] You say my [C#m] son.
Won't [A] you [E] make me [A#] slow down?
It's [G] showtime.
A [D] lump in my throat.
I forgot how to breathe.
And you know how to [C#] choke.
And now there's people waiting [A#] to see the kid with the rage.
And I'm afraid he might collapse before he gets to the [F#m] stage.
And the [C#] X in the X helped me bury my thoughts.
And now the pressure I suffer to be [A] someone that I'm not.
Shake my arms.
Hey don't fuck up tonight.
It's your early shot.
Ready, I'm [F#m] ready, I'm ready, I'm ready.
_ [E] It's a party.
You [A] know I [E] love you son.
And [A] now you [E] say my son.
[A] I'm [E] not, I'm _ [A] [E] not.
You [A] know I [E] love you son.
And [A] now you [E] say my son.
[A] I'm [C#m] not, I'm [A] not.
[E] [N] And now I'm out of [G] this shit.
[C#m] And now I'm out of this shit.
[G] I [E] stay awake for [C#] days long.
Hey, wanna [G] see what happens when I make [C#] Xanax explode and [B] math book flow?
I'm not, [G] _ [C#m] _
_ _ [G] _ [C#m] _ _ _ [G] _ [C#m] _
_ _ [G] [C#m] I'm not.
Some may be the last time. _ _
_ _ _ [A] [C#] I stay awake for [A] days long.
Some say [C#m] I'm still in love.
[A] I'm not, [C#m] I'm not.
You know [A] I love you son.
And now I'm out [E] of this shit.
And now [F#] you say my son.
[A] I'm not, I'm not.
[E] [A] It has to [E] be a minute.
You know [F#] I love you [A] son.
[E] My anxiety [A] traps me [C#m] like a prison.
More than he [A] can take.
[E] The drugs are my [A] necessity.
[E] You won't face what [A] I tell [E] [F#] you.
And now [G] you say [N] my son.
Joey's gonna [G] hate this.
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[G] _ [E] _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
[G] _ [F#] _ [N] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
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