Rx Chords by Theory of a Deadman d#-------| A#-------| F#-------| C#----0--| G#-0h2---| D#-------| [Intro] Em - G - D - A Em - G - D - A [Verse 1] Em Wake up to a cloudy day G Dark rolls in and it starts to rain D Staring out to the cage-like walls A Time goes by and the shadows crawl Em Crushin' Candy Crush-ing pills G Got no job, mom pays my bills D Textin', Nexus, get my feels A Sweatin' bullets, Netflix-chills Em World's out there singin' the blues G Twenty more dead on the evening news D Think to myself: "really, what's the use?" A I'm just like you, I was born to lose [Pre-Chorus 1] Em G Why oh why can't you just fix me? D When all I want's to feel numb A But the medication's all gone Em G Why oh why does God hate me? D When all I want's to get high A And forget this so-called life [Chorus] Em I am so frickin' bored G Nothing to do today D A I guess I'll sit around and medicate (I medicate) Em I am so frickin' bored G Nothing to do today D A I guess I'll sit around and medicate (I medicate) [Verse 2] Em Can't wait to feel better than I ever will G Attack that shit like a kid on Benadryl D Chase it down with a hopeful smile A Hate myself, if I can go for miles Em They say family is all you need G Someone to trust can help you breathe D Inhale that drug, but you start to choke A You follow the outs of an inside joke [Pre-Chorus 2] Em G Why oh why can't you just fix me? D When all I want's to feel numb A But the medication's all gone Em G Why oh why does God hate me? D A Cause I've seen enough of it, heard enough of it, felt enough of it I've had enough of it [Chorus] Em I am so frickin' bored G Nothing to do today D A I guess I'll sit around and medicate (I medicate) Em I am so frickin' bored G Nothing to do today D A I guess I'll sit around and medicate [Refrain] Em Medicate A Medicate Em Medicate A Medicate Em - G - D - A [Bridge] Em Superman is a hero G But only when his mind is clear though D He needs that fix like the rest of us A So he's got no fear when he saves that bus Em All the stars in the Hollywood Hills G Snapchat Live while they pop them pills D All those flavors of the rainbow A Too bad that shit don't work though [Post-Bridge] Em Your friends are high right now G Your parents are high right now D That hot chick's high right now A That cop is high right now Em The president's high right now G Your priest is high right now D Everyone's high as fuck right now A (A) And no one's ever coming down [Chorus] Em I am so frickin' bored G Nothing to do today D A I guess I'll sit around and medicate (I medicate) Em I am so frickin' bored G Nothing to do today D A I guess I'll sit around and medicate [Refrain] Em G Medicate D A Medicate Em G Medicate D A Medicate Em - G - D - A [Outro] Em - G - D - A I medicate
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