Chords for Witt Lowry - Piece of Mind 3

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[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ You love [C] hearing me fan, this is no heat from the fan
What I rant do, you don't know what I've [Ab] been through
Well we can't afford lights, I write in the dark with the paper I'm putting my [Bbm] pen to
Try to fuck up my mental, said my potential was minimum wage
[Gm] Majority die before 25, 40 years [C] later we'll put in a grave a bit of a rage
This is the culture you sent me to save, [Cm] society stuck in a [Ab] cage
Remembering back in the day, feeling so real while I ride with a pump car [Bb] yeah but damn
_ [F] _ Real turns into photoshop Kim [Gm] K
Every day when they wake up, girls cake up on your makeup
All [Cm] over their face, they think [C] it's okay, they're fucking their way to the top
They see all your money and stare at the [Ab] waist, they throw up their dinner not knowing your fake
They'll never compare to the pics that you [F] take, and this is the world that you fucking create
A world that your daughter can't even escape, see you were the one [G] that was sent to decay
A world in which I had to stay here to [Cm] save, but yay
_ I think we're on the same page, [Ab] cause I've been jacking off to Kim since I was in the 5th grade
[Bb] You see you show us how to live, but it's a fib to get paid
Now [G] Mr.
West I got a question, who are the new slaves?
You see we're [C] media paid, a part of the game, enslaved to a TV and radio play
I ain't pointing a plane, I ain't pointing a plane, cause it [Cm] all don't hang [Ab] on you
I'm a slave for the truth and that's a point that I needed to prove
Well we're a slave to a label, and it's funny the label's a slave to the [Bb] youth
So I can't see all the power in you, kid from your class couldn't pass but he drew
Till it turned into music you're listening to, now we're changing the world motherfucking [Fm] IQ
Walked in the label like yo what it do, so give me a mil, better off make it two
Creative controlling the bull for the stool, so you could have stand he was down with me too
_ Ugh, I don't like this dude, [Cm] I ain't signing shit
[Bb] Ten writers who can barely write a hit, compare me to, check the writer list
[Fm] There are image who the industry will use as a fucking tool [Cm] just to get more [C] answer
You get it yet?
I'm sick of the line, indie when [Cm] really assigned
[Ab] Making it hard for real indie art like mine, money don't grow on a tree like [F] pine
Lying to fans, robbing them blind, [G] keeping them blind by keeping them [G] blind
Airing you out, it's a matter of time, stuck in a bind
You can't buy [C] time, can't buy time, open your [Cm] legs and never the [Fm] mind
You're looking for head and never [Ab] inside, we're looking to find
Detention [Bb] online, we only see surface, we're lamin' what's right
Placing off value in things that we buy, we [G] staring in ass and never in eyes
We're so disconnected from being [Cm] alive, from being alive, so disconnected from being [Ab] alive
Take a look in my eyes, [Ab] then in my soul and see what you [Bb] find
Yeah, I used to get bullied so [F] bad I would sit in my room and I'd [G] cry
Now the same motherfucking like Mark, where is the song I combined?
Now open your eyes, see a member more like a [Cm] virus, greedy and spineless
Take [Ab] from the earth and we fill it with violence, take and we take with the same as a time
Right, never [Bb] been silent, learn what we know from a Facebook [Eb] post
Life is a joke, now we're looking so [G] mindless, stupid, we seem to define it
On the same boat when they think [Cm] we would think than to fight it
Love is the only thing timeless, live in an era where we value greed over [Fm] love
So you can buy a drug, but you can't buy love
So you can [Ab] buy a bottle, but you can't buy [Bb] grub
So you can buy glasses, it mean you're not dumb
Most of people [Eb] I know, they would rather feel numb
[G] And so tell me, when was the last time you had fun?
Other than when you fucking turned up in the club, man, I'm sick of this whack shit
You're faking that [Cm] nigga Hazel, your accent, [Fm] never living in past tense
Me, [Ab] I'm the future in everything, I put the [Bb] action
Went from rap god to a rapping assassin, no one is matching my passion
Power [Cm] through Tinder, you're looking for action
Out of the club and you're pounding the captain
Never found passion, living in fraction
Lonely and asking what your life could [Ab] be
And when life gets hard, you don't fight, but instead you go like the [Bb] weed
See, you spent four years and you work [G] real hard to go get a [G] degree
Now you're working a five-niner-five and you're chasing another mainstream
[Cm] Most of us sell all it seems
Girl, you're worth more than you fucking a town full of [Fm] guys
Nothing more precious than time
Nothing more [Ab] tragic than dying while being [Bb] alive
We look at the sky, know that one day [Gm] we'll decay in the dirt we let die
I'm here [Cm] to deliver you off from the [G] lies
And know that I gave you a piece of my_
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