Sick Puppies - Killing Myself For Christmas - аккорды

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Artist: Sick Puppies
Song: Killing Myself for Christmas
Standard Tuning

Happy Holidays!

Chorus:
      F                             A#
Coz I feel like killing myself, for Christmas
  C                                        F   A# C
I never got along real well with my mom and dad
        F                            A#
yeah, I feel like killing myself for Christmas
             C                                            F  A# C
It'll be the best, the best, the best Christmas they ever had

Verse:
        A#                                               F   C  A#
I could slash my wrists, but you know it'd only get real messy
        A#                                               F   A# C
I could shoot myself, but you know they'd never recognize me
        C                        D    E  F
I gonna take that mistletoe, and hang myself
A#                 C
from the Christmas tree
F                       A#          F       A# F
Coz I feel like killing myself, for Christmas

F        A#    C                   A#
Before I go, I think I'll hijack a mall
              F                     A#        C
and tell your kids, there's no such thing, as Santa
      F      A#       C
And before I go, I'll steal your credit cards
             F               A#               C
and max them out, before you know, I'm buying porno
                      G    F
Coz that's all I want anyway

       F                               A#
Coz we feel like killing ourselves for Christmas
  C                                            F   A# C
We never got along real well with our moms and dads
         C                               F
yeah, we feel like killing ourselves for Christmas
  C                                                       F   A# C F
It'll be the best, the best, the best Christmas they ever had

Key Change

G                                      C
Coz we feel like killing ourselves for Christmas
D                                             G   C D G
We never got along real well with our moms and dads
G                                        C
yeah, we feel like killing ourselves for Christmas
             D
It'll be the best, the best, the best
    D
the best, the best, the best
    D                                 G   D E G
The Fucking best, Christmas they ever had

G    F#    E D   G   B    A   G
Bah, Bah, BaBah, Bah Fucking Die!