Chords for El P - Poisonville Kids No Wins

I'm not [Gb] killing you.
_ The sound of what you're doing is still true.
[Eb] _ [Bb] It's just the sound of what you're doing, I'm still in here.
_ _ _ _ _ [Ebm] Never a killer.
When the lies, [Bb] wild lights, little metal rare [B] right,
Were a marvel of engineering, stared me clear into [Eb] the plight.
Right before [Bb] the bodegas opened, after the [B] peak of night,
Before the papers delivered, I sat on the corner and [Ebm] sparked a light.
Same corner [Bb] I perched when I saw dropped on [B] a block first.
Could almost find the clock watch if the sun spots [Eb] a store clerk.
A long spot, [Bb] almost kinda like the sun was [B] forgot.
As if the greater thing you said it coulda,
Passed the [Bb] clock or the stoop was stuck in the past a half minute.
And I sat in it, with a loosey-noopy [Bbm] drift out of my lip taste, [Ebm] half minute.
Come on.
[Bb] _ _ [B] _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[B] _ [Ebm] And I felt like a [Bb] hundred bucks in the pocket of a [B] gamblin' plus,
For the one that shows me flow with the joys of the [Ebm] struck or lug.
You can throw [Bb] it on the run again, sky [B] clean, the maroon in color,
And linked against the blue a tone from where [Ebm] the thunder lived.
And here I [Bb] was, directly under it, [B] like some dejected little brain,
They told to stay away from [Ebm] the mothership.
Cottonball [Bb] in a blizzard of mystical gray [B] prison,
But the thought that rolled on the bussing, came from conjugal [Ebm] business.
Fucked up way into [Bb] my brain matter, the tattered [B] terracotta on the stage,
Chattered and nagging from the demand of the [Ebm] yellow for me.
And I tried to hold [Bb] the thing back, but the meditation was [B] ugly.
Fixated on what our friends said and related it to [Ebm] my struggling.
Quaff a more [Bb] voice, so the ants smothering.
[B] We were children of poison, men who sought us to dust our mess [Ebm] with pungent.
And preserved the writings of [F] the man with a back of plants of [B] self-destruction.
For us, the type of chemicals that women's pores have [Bb] functioned.
This is stuff that I find hard for discussion.
How the fuck do you explain your own [E] self-destruction?
It's so un [Ebm]-age-trusted. Come on!
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[Fm] _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
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[Ebm] To answer the question, [Bb] yes, the city wants you [B] gone.
And that's the only thing keeping us, but the connection is so [Ebm] strong.
So how dare you [Bb] assume that I'll sleep in your [B] bed?
This is well outside the boundaries of acceptable [Ebm] behavior.
I do not need you to go [F] ahead and you will not be remembered [B] fondly.
I'm throwing down the garland.
Fuck you, this isn't your [Ebm] decision.
And for all the holy [F] fuck I give you, a little spectacle is [B] handed.
But don't think that just one [C] second you bonded your obligations [Ebm] to me.
I'm stealing a sneak of [Bb] my eyes.
I don't find this [B] funny.
Or whatever you imagine.
Poetry is jealous.
It feels like when you [Ebm] combine them.
I am not going with all [F] this on my watch, buddy.
Nobody can [B] press, but you imagine.
Sacrifice, devisement, some amount of a [Ebm] regret.
You will not uniquely [Bb] gain.
And if you grow, we both feel [B] sorry.
And you're the hell of you to put me through.
The finality of [Ebm] watching this.
There's many of you in [F] the wrong.
For clearly better [B] reasons than I can start to wish you high.
Seems that you have not even been [Bb] trying.
And that's the only thing remarkable about you.
Stop me if I'm lying. _ _
[Ebm] We are all who stop [F] no person.
We're never out of [B] militia.
There's no dignity for criminals.
No menace for the [Ebm] wicked.
In this town, you make the [Bb] sound.
You're the leper with the most [B] fingers.
The leader, the sport of every nobody.
You have a team bringing and [Ebm] bringing.
No pain in the [F] majority.
No hope for the [B] little ones.
The silence is going to piss a lot.
Billy got a [Ebm] blunderbuss.
So it's a fucking huge [Bb] deal.
And it makes us struggle so wondrous.
[B] Enough to arrogantly clothe what's left of the rug out from under us.
[Bb] I think not.
You in the same barrel all the sudden the crabs are caught.
And if [E] I have to live, you have to live.
Whether you like this shit or [Eb] not.
Come on.
[F] Dedicated to the crowning [B] and the noble utility that [Eb] separates good from bad.
You watch.
[Ebm] I [Ab] go first.
You know [Ebm] what happens.
You know who you are.
You know what it's all about.
_ We be best.
Fuck.
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I'm a bad bitch.
I'm a bad bitch.
I'm a bad bitch. _
_ _ I'm a bad bitch.
I'm a bad [Ab] bitch.
[Eb] I'm a bad bitch. _ _ _ _ _ _
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