Chords for CASISDEAD - Drugs Don't Work (Official Video)
Tempo:
139.95 bpm
Chords used:
F#m
Bm
D
Em
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#m]
[G] [A]
[D] [A]
[D]
[Em] [F#m]
[Em] [A]
[D] [A]
[D]
[F#m]
[Em] [A]
You
[D]
[F#m]
[Em] [F#m]
[Bm]
[F#m] know Me am [D] lying [E] in the phone alarms going [F#m] off
F**k it though
I'm lying in
[Bm] I'm wifey I don't know
why I ain't dieting
maybe it's this bike
[F#] [Bm]
[E] [F#m]
[Bm]
I'm lying in [Em] [F#m] the [Bm] phone alarms going [F#m] off
I'm lying [Bm] in
I'm [F#m] wifey I don't know
[D]
[F#] [F#m]
[Bm]
why I ain't dieting
maybe [F#m]
[Em] [F#m]
[Bm] it's this bike
I'm lying in
[F#m] why I
[Em] [F#m]
[Bm]
[F#m] ain't dieting the phone alarms
[Bm] [E] [F#m] going off
[Bm] F**k it though
with Uncle Mix, cocaine and a couple chicks, iPhone for a couple pics, couple lines off
a couple [F#] tits, but my life's shit, drugs seem like the quickest [E] fix, temporary escape [F#m] from
the estates and all the fucking bricks, [Bm] that's why I'm in such a rush to take the first hit
or first sip, E&J burnt up my throat, fucking rope burnt up my [F#m] lip, then it wears off, and
I feel [Bm] like I'm worse [E] off, looking [F#m] out on London Bridge, thinking about throwing myself
off, [Bm] nah that's soft, there's better ways I can feel his breath, I got loads of gear
in my loft, I got loads of pills I can [F#m] scoff, is it smelling off, the reason I'm [Bm] looking
like a [E] goff, fuck knows but I [F#m] told you what, there's blood coming out when I cough, spent
most [Bm] of my life in the dark, chasing the light like a moth, eventually the light will turn
off, and I'll be [F#m] fucked, no,
[Em] [F#m]
[Bm]
since
[F#m]
[Em] [F#m]
[Bm] the
[D] party's over, I'm not looking over my [E] shoulder, Lucy pulls me [F#m] closer, fuck it
I'm bored let's go, let's coaster, [Bm] sick of all the boasters, loads of niggas sniffing
at Frankie Kokoza, thinking they look cozy, [F#m] no strut, so much pooker toasters, go rollies
and [E] roasters, hoes make sex tapes and then [F#m] become role models on shows and [Bm] posters, it's
clear the end is nigh, the Mayans they said Sosa, fuck it just take me now I'm done let's
wrap it up like a [D] samosa, consultant says we're running out of things to [E] try to possess,
ain't working [F#m] right it's only fucking up my insides, [Bm] there's a document my decline, a famous
line just springs to mind, the drugs don't work they make you worse, every type and every
[F#] kind, even ones designed to help you fight, just seem so flat, and all [E] the side effects
they leave you with, [F#m] no laugh and no respite, no end in sight, [Bm] but these cunts they don't
know what it's like, ask my boy Charlie he'll tell you straight, real talk and no hype,
[F#m] the drugs don't work, they make you [Em] worse, [F#m]
[D]
now the drugs [F#m]
don't work, make you [Em] worse,
but I [F#m] know I'll stay, [D]
but I don't wanna lose any strength, cause I'll pass them [Bm] by on the
street, oh [B] if you wanna [F#m] show, then just let [A] them [G] know, now [A]
the [D]
drugs don't [F#m] work, they
just make you [Em] worse, [F#m]
[D] again
[Bm]
[N]
[G] [A]
[D] [A]
[D]
[Em] [F#m]
[Em] [A]
[D] [A]
[D]
[F#m]
[Em] [A]
You
[D]
[F#m]
[Em] [F#m]
[Bm]
[F#m] know Me am [D] lying [E] in the phone alarms going [F#m] off
F**k it though
I'm lying in
[Bm] I'm wifey I don't know
why I ain't dieting
maybe it's this bike
[F#] [Bm]
[E] [F#m]
[Bm]
I'm lying in [Em] [F#m] the [Bm] phone alarms going [F#m] off
I'm lying [Bm] in
I'm [F#m] wifey I don't know
[D]
[F#] [F#m]
[Bm]
why I ain't dieting
maybe [F#m]
[Em] [F#m]
[Bm] it's this bike
I'm lying in
[F#m] why I
[Em] [F#m]
[Bm]
[F#m] ain't dieting the phone alarms
[Bm] [E] [F#m] going off
[Bm] F**k it though
with Uncle Mix, cocaine and a couple chicks, iPhone for a couple pics, couple lines off
a couple [F#] tits, but my life's shit, drugs seem like the quickest [E] fix, temporary escape [F#m] from
the estates and all the fucking bricks, [Bm] that's why I'm in such a rush to take the first hit
or first sip, E&J burnt up my throat, fucking rope burnt up my [F#m] lip, then it wears off, and
I feel [Bm] like I'm worse [E] off, looking [F#m] out on London Bridge, thinking about throwing myself
off, [Bm] nah that's soft, there's better ways I can feel his breath, I got loads of gear
in my loft, I got loads of pills I can [F#m] scoff, is it smelling off, the reason I'm [Bm] looking
like a [E] goff, fuck knows but I [F#m] told you what, there's blood coming out when I cough, spent
most [Bm] of my life in the dark, chasing the light like a moth, eventually the light will turn
off, and I'll be [F#m] fucked, no,
[Em] [F#m]
[Bm]
since
[F#m]
[Em] [F#m]
[Bm] the
[D] party's over, I'm not looking over my [E] shoulder, Lucy pulls me [F#m] closer, fuck it
I'm bored let's go, let's coaster, [Bm] sick of all the boasters, loads of niggas sniffing
at Frankie Kokoza, thinking they look cozy, [F#m] no strut, so much pooker toasters, go rollies
and [E] roasters, hoes make sex tapes and then [F#m] become role models on shows and [Bm] posters, it's
clear the end is nigh, the Mayans they said Sosa, fuck it just take me now I'm done let's
wrap it up like a [D] samosa, consultant says we're running out of things to [E] try to possess,
ain't working [F#m] right it's only fucking up my insides, [Bm] there's a document my decline, a famous
line just springs to mind, the drugs don't work they make you worse, every type and every
[F#] kind, even ones designed to help you fight, just seem so flat, and all [E] the side effects
they leave you with, [F#m] no laugh and no respite, no end in sight, [Bm] but these cunts they don't
know what it's like, ask my boy Charlie he'll tell you straight, real talk and no hype,
[F#m] the drugs don't work, they make you [Em] worse, [F#m]
[D]
now the drugs [F#m]
don't work, make you [Em] worse,
but I [F#m] know I'll stay, [D]
but I don't wanna lose any strength, cause I'll pass them [Bm] by on the
street, oh [B] if you wanna [F#m] show, then just let [A] them [G] know, now [A]
the [D]
drugs don't [F#m] work, they
just make you [Em] worse, [F#m]
[D] again
[Bm]
[N]
Key:
F#m
Bm
D
Em
E
F#m
Bm
D
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Em] _ [A] _ _ _ _
You
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ know Me am [D] lying [E] in the phone alarms going [F#m] off
F**k it though
I'm lying in
[Bm] I'm wifey I don't know
why I ain't dieting
maybe it's this bike _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I'm lying _ _ _ _ in _ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ the _ [Bm] phone alarms _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ going [F#m] off
I'm lying [Bm] in
I'm _ [F#m] wifey I don't know
_ _ _ _ [D] _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ why _ I ain't dieting
maybe [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
[Bm] it's _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ this bike
I'm lying in
[F#m] why I _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] ain't dieting the phone alarms
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#m] going off
_ [Bm] F**k it though
with Uncle Mix, cocaine and a couple chicks, iPhone for a couple pics, couple lines off
a couple [F#] tits, but my life's shit, drugs seem like the quickest [E] fix, temporary escape [F#m] from
the estates and all the fucking bricks, [Bm] that's why I'm in such a rush to take the first hit
or first sip, E&J burnt up my throat, fucking rope burnt up my [F#m] lip, then it wears off, and
I feel [Bm] like I'm worse [E] off, looking [F#m] out on London Bridge, thinking about throwing myself
off, [Bm] _ nah that's soft, there's better ways I can feel his breath, I got loads of gear
in my loft, I got loads of pills I can [F#m] scoff, is it smelling off, the reason I'm [Bm] looking
like a [E] goff, fuck knows but I [F#m] told you what, there's blood coming out when I cough, spent
most [Bm] of my life in the dark, chasing the light like a moth, eventually the light will turn
off, and I'll be [F#m] fucked, no, _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
since _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
[Bm] the _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ party's over, I'm not looking over my [E] shoulder, Lucy pulls me [F#m] closer, fuck it
I'm bored let's go, let's coaster, [Bm] sick of all the boasters, _ loads of niggas sniffing
at Frankie Kokoza, thinking they look cozy, [F#m] no strut, so much pooker toasters, go rollies
and [E] roasters, hoes make sex tapes and then [F#m] become role models on shows and [Bm] posters, it's
clear the end is nigh, the Mayans they said Sosa, fuck it just take me now I'm done let's
wrap it up like a [D] samosa, _ consultant says we're running out of things to [E] try to possess,
ain't working [F#m] right it's only fucking up my insides, [Bm] there's a document my decline, a famous
line just springs to mind, the drugs don't work they make you worse, every type and every
[F#] kind, even ones designed to help you fight, just seem so flat, and all [E] the side effects
they leave you with, [F#m] no laugh and no respite, no end in sight, [Bm] but these cunts they don't
know what it's like, ask my boy Charlie he'll tell you straight, real talk and no hype,
[F#m] the drugs don't work, they make you [Em] worse, _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ now the drugs [F#m]
don't _ work, _ make you [Em] worse,
but I [F#m] know I'll stay, [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ but I don't wanna _ lose any _ strength, _ cause I'll pass them [Bm] by on the
street, _ _ _ _ oh [B] if you wanna [F#m] show, _ then just let [A] them [G] know, now [A] _ _
the [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ drugs don't [F#m] work, they
just make you [Em] worse, _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [D] _ again _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Em] _ [A] _ _ _ _
You
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ know Me am [D] lying [E] in the phone alarms going [F#m] off
F**k it though
I'm lying in
[Bm] I'm wifey I don't know
why I ain't dieting
maybe it's this bike _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I'm lying _ _ _ _ in _ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ the _ [Bm] phone alarms _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ going [F#m] off
I'm lying [Bm] in
I'm _ [F#m] wifey I don't know
_ _ _ _ [D] _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ why _ I ain't dieting
maybe [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
[Bm] it's _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ this bike
I'm lying in
[F#m] why I _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] ain't dieting the phone alarms
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#m] going off
_ [Bm] F**k it though
with Uncle Mix, cocaine and a couple chicks, iPhone for a couple pics, couple lines off
a couple [F#] tits, but my life's shit, drugs seem like the quickest [E] fix, temporary escape [F#m] from
the estates and all the fucking bricks, [Bm] that's why I'm in such a rush to take the first hit
or first sip, E&J burnt up my throat, fucking rope burnt up my [F#m] lip, then it wears off, and
I feel [Bm] like I'm worse [E] off, looking [F#m] out on London Bridge, thinking about throwing myself
off, [Bm] _ nah that's soft, there's better ways I can feel his breath, I got loads of gear
in my loft, I got loads of pills I can [F#m] scoff, is it smelling off, the reason I'm [Bm] looking
like a [E] goff, fuck knows but I [F#m] told you what, there's blood coming out when I cough, spent
most [Bm] of my life in the dark, chasing the light like a moth, eventually the light will turn
off, and I'll be [F#m] fucked, no, _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
since _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
[Bm] the _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ party's over, I'm not looking over my [E] shoulder, Lucy pulls me [F#m] closer, fuck it
I'm bored let's go, let's coaster, [Bm] sick of all the boasters, _ loads of niggas sniffing
at Frankie Kokoza, thinking they look cozy, [F#m] no strut, so much pooker toasters, go rollies
and [E] roasters, hoes make sex tapes and then [F#m] become role models on shows and [Bm] posters, it's
clear the end is nigh, the Mayans they said Sosa, fuck it just take me now I'm done let's
wrap it up like a [D] samosa, _ consultant says we're running out of things to [E] try to possess,
ain't working [F#m] right it's only fucking up my insides, [Bm] there's a document my decline, a famous
line just springs to mind, the drugs don't work they make you worse, every type and every
[F#] kind, even ones designed to help you fight, just seem so flat, and all [E] the side effects
they leave you with, [F#m] no laugh and no respite, no end in sight, [Bm] but these cunts they don't
know what it's like, ask my boy Charlie he'll tell you straight, real talk and no hype,
[F#m] the drugs don't work, they make you [Em] worse, _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ now the drugs [F#m]
don't _ work, _ make you [Em] worse,
but I [F#m] know I'll stay, [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ but I don't wanna _ lose any _ strength, _ cause I'll pass them [Bm] by on the
street, _ _ _ _ oh [B] if you wanna [F#m] show, _ then just let [A] them [G] know, now [A] _ _
the [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ drugs don't [F#m] work, they
just make you [Em] worse, _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [D] _ again _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _