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Brakence - argyle

Capo: 4th fret

[Intro]

So can you
C Em
Fuck off? I don’t need your hand
Am Bm
You thought it was love, baby
I was just playin’ so
C Em
Good luck with your next boyfriend
Am Bm
‘Cause I don’t want a girl, I ain’t even want a man—
C
Bloom to death

[Verse 1]
Em
I was tryna make a living
Am Bm C
Well I did, and now I don’t wanna live at all
Em
And you wonder why I’m distant
Am Bm C
My only friend is whatever I was trippin’ off
Em
Yeah, but you would never get it
Am Bm
You turned my personality into some kind of fetish
C Em
You think it’s all copacetic
Am
I hit your pen and then I lost it
Bm C
Ever since then, I’ve been manic and exhausted
Em Am
Think I wanna die and I can’t keep my mind off it
Bm C
Twenty-four-seven headache and I’m always nauseous
Em Am Bm
Cut my losses ‘cause I can never tеll if it’s somethin’ I really wanted

[Pre-Chorus]
C
Would you fuck off?
Em
I don’t need your hand
D Bm
You thought it was lovе, baby
I was just playin’ so
C Em
Good luck with your next boyfriend
D Am
‘Cause I don’t want a girl, I ain’t even want a man

[Chorus]
C Em
I just, I just wanna be dead (Don’t be that brash)
D Bm
I just, I just wanna be dead (Like)
C Em
Yeah, I just wanna be dead (Real fr— Wake the fuck up)
D Am
I just, I just wanna be dead (Who you really call— Real fr)

[Verse 2]
C Em
Run away from me, baby, block my cell
Am Bm
Judgment Day is comin’, I’ma rot in hell and
C Em
I’m too fuckin’ cowardly to off myself
Am Bm
All the talk don’t help, you just not gon—
C Em
Okay, I started all this shit as an outlet
Am Bm
Now everybody plug in where they mouth is
C Em
So I burned out, all my thoughts were clouded
Am Bm
I was shocked by this shit that I shouted
C Em
And an old friend told me that I sold out
Am Bm
So I laughed and said, “All I wear is argyle”
C Em
‘Cause you’d think that maybe I’d set the bar too high
Am Bm
When I’m strugglin’ to find a way to waste my time

[Pre-Chorus]
C Em
Just fuck off, I don’t need your hand
D Bm
You thought it was love, baby
I was just playin’ so
C Em
Good luck with your next boyfriend
D Bm
‘Cause I don’t want a girl, I ain’t even want a man

[Chorus]
C Em D
I just, I just wanna be dead (Fuck)
Bm
I just wanna be dead
C Em
I just, I just wanna be dead
D Am
I just wanna be dead

Capo: 4th fret

[Intro]

So can you
C Em
Fuck off? I don’t need your hand
Am Bm
You thought it was love, baby
I was just playin’ so
C Em
Good luck with your next boyfriend
Am Bm
‘Cause I don’t want a girl, I ain’t even want a man—
C
Bloom to death

[Verse 1]
Em
I was tryna make a living
Am Bm C
Well I did, and now I don’t wanna live at all
Em
And you wonder why I’m distant
Am Bm C
My only friend is whatever I was trippin’ off
Em
Yeah, but you would never get it
Am Bm
You turned my personality into some kind of fetish
C Em
You think it’s all copacetic
Am
I hit your pen and then I lost it
Bm C
Ever since then, I’ve been manic and exhausted
Em Am
Think I wanna die and I can’t keep my mind off it
Bm C
Twenty-four-seven headache and I’m always nauseous
Em Am Bm
Cut my losses ‘cause I can never tеll if it’s somethin’ I really wanted

[Pre-Chorus]
C
Would you fuck off?
Em
I don’t need your hand
D Bm
You thought it was lovе, baby
I was just playin’ so
C Em
Good luck with your next boyfriend
D Am
‘Cause I don’t want a girl, I ain’t even want a man

[Chorus]
C Em
I just, I just wanna be dead (Don’t be that brash)
D Bm
I just, I just wanna be dead (Like)
C Em
Yeah, I just wanna be dead (Real fr— Wake the fuck up)
D Am
I just, I just wanna be dead (Who you really call— Real fr)

[Verse 2]
C Em
Run away from me, baby, block my cell
Am Bm
Judgment Day is comin’, I’ma rot in hell and
C Em
I’m too fuckin’ cowardly to off myself
Am Bm
All the talk don’t help, you just not gon—
C Em
Okay, I started all this shit as an outlet
Am Bm
Now everybody plug in where they mouth is
C Em
So I burned out, all my thoughts were clouded
Am Bm
I was shocked by this shit that I shouted
C Em
And an old friend told me that I sold out
Am Bm
So I laughed and said, “All I wear is argyle”
C Em
‘Cause you’d think that maybe I’d set the bar too high
Am Bm
When I’m strugglin’ to find a way to waste my time

[Pre-Chorus]
C Em
Just fuck off, I don’t need your hand
D Bm
You thought it was love, baby
I was just playin’ so
C Em
Good luck with your next boyfriend
D Bm
‘Cause I don’t want a girl, I ain’t even want a man

[Chorus]
C Em D
I just, I just wanna be dead (Fuck)
Bm
I just wanna be dead
C Em
I just, I just wanna be dead
D Am
I just wanna be dead

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