Chords for Crypt - I'm Not Okay (Official Music Video)
Tempo:
114.85 bpm
Chords used:
F
C
C#
Fm
A#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G]
[A#m] [F]
[A#]
[C]
[G]
[G]
[Fm] [C]
[G#] [F] It seems like every time I go and try and pick up the mic, I rap about the things that
don't really affect me in [G#] life, like how I'm great at articulating my bars that are right,
or how the fame will never change a single thought in my [F] mind.
I rap about how I'm better than any rapper in sight, I rap about how I'd [A#] kill them on
a beat if they even [C] tried, I rap about how I'd eat them and then make fun of my size,
I rap about how these mumbling rappers and tell them [F] to die because I get so angry when
they don't even think when they write, but come to think of it, when it comes to thinking,
neither do [C#] I.
I like to act like I'm the greatest to ever rink out a rhyme, but who am I to convince
and I like to keep my confidence [F] high.
But I lie to myself every time that I say that I'm fine, because deep inside [Fm] I'm scared
to write about what's in [C] my mind, all these sensitive topics are bottled up really tight
and I can't take a sip, cause taking a sip brings my demons to [F] life.
I'm not alright, I'm not okay, I can't rap about the things that are causing pain, it
leaves [C#] a stain when I put them on the paper, they don't ever leave my cranium, they stay
inside my brain and multiply into a [F] greater sum, it's like they stay dormant until I force
them into the world and they [Fm] become the main source of my torment, I cannot endure this,
[C] it aches to my core and it's horseshit, cause all I wanna do is just [F] ignore this, but I
can't and y'all don't understand the type of mindset that it fucking puts me [C#] in, when
you ask me to rap an emotional track, I have to reach back to a part of my brain that is
[F] black, I cannot escape it, I can barely take it, I can't face all this [Fm] pain that my heart
is taking, it's [C] aching, every bar I'm saying, cause it's hard to make it, day to day these
scars are saying, I'm not alright, I'm not okay, [F] I don't wanna feel [C#] today, I don't wanna
deal with pain, someone take this all [A#]
away, [Fm] cause I'm not [C] okay.
[F] I'm not alright, I'm not okay, [C#] I'm not alright, I'm not okay, [A#] I'm not alright, I'm not alright,
[Fm] I'm not okay.
No one even knows about this crutch that I have, that's why my discography don't have
any songs that are [C#] sad, because every time I go and try and make one, depression awakens
and takes over like a [F] tapeworm and it eats away at my soul, so many stories that [Fm] went
untold, cause I'm not man enough [C] to control my emotions, so I buried them all down below,
[F] I'm not alright, I'm not okay, I can't talk about the things that are causing pain, I
can't [C#] talk about the time that I lost my first love and wanted to shoot myself in the motherfucking
brain, [F] I can't talk about the night that she left me and put a bag over my head [Fm] to try
and suffocate, [C] but I backed out just before I blacked out so my mother wouldn't have to
put her own son in a [F] grave, can't talk about the day that I lost my grandma, I prayed to
God but now I am lost, [C#] cause I asked him to save her but the next day he take her away
and now my faith is [F] gone, I often think, is she proud of me, she never even knew about
this rap scene, [C] she never even knew, I swore I never knew about my tour of hell, she ain't
even know about half of me, [F] I'm not alright, I'm not okay, everybody tells me time will
take away the pain, everybody [C#] tells me life is just a book of chapters and all I have
to do is act like it never happened and turn the page, [A#] but they don't know that all my
pages are the same, everyone contains the same info, the same pain, [C] the same blacked
out window, the same pain, the same passed down limbo, the same shame, [F] I'm not alright,
I'm not okay, I would trade it all away to write a new page, but none will [C#] break, they're
all fool, it's not cool, all telling me I'll never make it in this game of life and I'm
a [A#] fool, all telling me to get up on a pedestal, put a rope around my neck, [F] tie it off and
jump it till it [C] pulls, smothering me to death, maybe then I'll get some rest, but until then
I got some more people to impress, [F] I gotta put that fake smile on, the fake voice, I gotta
fake everything just so people pay coin, [C#] I always say to anyone who's fake I punch them
in the jaw, so I'm hitting myself cause I'm the fakest of them [F] all, I don't even know
how to be real, hell I don't even [A#] know who the real me [C] is, maybe when I can finally be
still, the fake me will cease to exist and the real me will [F] live, I'm not alright, I'm
not okay, I don't wanna feel [C#] today, I don't wanna deal with pain, someone take this all
[A#] away, [Fm] cause I'm [C] not okay.
[C] [F] [Fm] [C#]
[A#]
[C]
[A#m] [F]
[A#]
[C]
[G]
[G]
[Fm] [C]
[G#] [F] It seems like every time I go and try and pick up the mic, I rap about the things that
don't really affect me in [G#] life, like how I'm great at articulating my bars that are right,
or how the fame will never change a single thought in my [F] mind.
I rap about how I'm better than any rapper in sight, I rap about how I'd [A#] kill them on
a beat if they even [C] tried, I rap about how I'd eat them and then make fun of my size,
I rap about how these mumbling rappers and tell them [F] to die because I get so angry when
they don't even think when they write, but come to think of it, when it comes to thinking,
neither do [C#] I.
I like to act like I'm the greatest to ever rink out a rhyme, but who am I to convince
and I like to keep my confidence [F] high.
But I lie to myself every time that I say that I'm fine, because deep inside [Fm] I'm scared
to write about what's in [C] my mind, all these sensitive topics are bottled up really tight
and I can't take a sip, cause taking a sip brings my demons to [F] life.
I'm not alright, I'm not okay, I can't rap about the things that are causing pain, it
leaves [C#] a stain when I put them on the paper, they don't ever leave my cranium, they stay
inside my brain and multiply into a [F] greater sum, it's like they stay dormant until I force
them into the world and they [Fm] become the main source of my torment, I cannot endure this,
[C] it aches to my core and it's horseshit, cause all I wanna do is just [F] ignore this, but I
can't and y'all don't understand the type of mindset that it fucking puts me [C#] in, when
you ask me to rap an emotional track, I have to reach back to a part of my brain that is
[F] black, I cannot escape it, I can barely take it, I can't face all this [Fm] pain that my heart
is taking, it's [C] aching, every bar I'm saying, cause it's hard to make it, day to day these
scars are saying, I'm not alright, I'm not okay, [F] I don't wanna feel [C#] today, I don't wanna
deal with pain, someone take this all [A#]
away, [Fm] cause I'm not [C] okay.
[F] I'm not alright, I'm not okay, [C#] I'm not alright, I'm not okay, [A#] I'm not alright, I'm not alright,
[Fm] I'm not okay.
No one even knows about this crutch that I have, that's why my discography don't have
any songs that are [C#] sad, because every time I go and try and make one, depression awakens
and takes over like a [F] tapeworm and it eats away at my soul, so many stories that [Fm] went
untold, cause I'm not man enough [C] to control my emotions, so I buried them all down below,
[F] I'm not alright, I'm not okay, I can't talk about the things that are causing pain, I
can't [C#] talk about the time that I lost my first love and wanted to shoot myself in the motherfucking
brain, [F] I can't talk about the night that she left me and put a bag over my head [Fm] to try
and suffocate, [C] but I backed out just before I blacked out so my mother wouldn't have to
put her own son in a [F] grave, can't talk about the day that I lost my grandma, I prayed to
God but now I am lost, [C#] cause I asked him to save her but the next day he take her away
and now my faith is [F] gone, I often think, is she proud of me, she never even knew about
this rap scene, [C] she never even knew, I swore I never knew about my tour of hell, she ain't
even know about half of me, [F] I'm not alright, I'm not okay, everybody tells me time will
take away the pain, everybody [C#] tells me life is just a book of chapters and all I have
to do is act like it never happened and turn the page, [A#] but they don't know that all my
pages are the same, everyone contains the same info, the same pain, [C] the same blacked
out window, the same pain, the same passed down limbo, the same shame, [F] I'm not alright,
I'm not okay, I would trade it all away to write a new page, but none will [C#] break, they're
all fool, it's not cool, all telling me I'll never make it in this game of life and I'm
a [A#] fool, all telling me to get up on a pedestal, put a rope around my neck, [F] tie it off and
jump it till it [C] pulls, smothering me to death, maybe then I'll get some rest, but until then
I got some more people to impress, [F] I gotta put that fake smile on, the fake voice, I gotta
fake everything just so people pay coin, [C#] I always say to anyone who's fake I punch them
in the jaw, so I'm hitting myself cause I'm the fakest of them [F] all, I don't even know
how to be real, hell I don't even [A#] know who the real me [C] is, maybe when I can finally be
still, the fake me will cease to exist and the real me will [F] live, I'm not alright, I'm
not okay, I don't wanna feel [C#] today, I don't wanna deal with pain, someone take this all
[A#] away, [Fm] cause I'm [C] not okay.
[C] [F] [Fm] [C#]
[A#]
[C]
Key:
F
C
C#
Fm
A#
F
C
C#
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ [A#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G#] _ [F] It seems like every time I go and try and pick up the mic, I rap about the things that
don't really affect me in [G#] life, like how I'm great at articulating my bars that are right,
or how the fame will never change a single thought in my [F] mind.
I rap about how I'm better than any rapper in sight, I rap about how I'd [A#] kill them on
a beat if they even [C] tried, I rap about how I'd eat them and then make fun of my size,
I rap about how these mumbling rappers and tell them [F] to die because I get so angry when
they don't even think when they write, but come to think of it, when it comes to thinking,
neither do [C#] I.
I like to act like I'm the greatest to ever rink out a rhyme, but who am I to convince
and I like to keep my confidence [F] high.
But I lie to myself every time that I say that I'm fine, because deep inside [Fm] I'm scared
to write about what's in [C] my mind, all these sensitive topics are bottled up really tight
and I can't take a sip, cause taking a sip brings my demons to [F] life.
I'm not alright, I'm not okay, I can't rap about the things that are causing pain, it
leaves [C#] a stain when I put them on the paper, they don't ever leave my cranium, they stay
inside my brain and multiply into a [F] greater sum, it's like they stay dormant until I force
them into the world and they [Fm] become the main source of my torment, I cannot endure this,
[C] it aches to my core and it's horseshit, cause all I wanna do is just [F] ignore this, but I
can't and y'all don't understand the type of mindset that it fucking puts me [C#] in, when
you ask me to rap an emotional track, I have to reach back to a part of my brain that is
[F] black, I cannot escape it, I can barely take it, I can't face all this [Fm] pain that my heart
is taking, it's [C] aching, every bar I'm saying, cause it's hard to make it, day to day these
scars are saying, I'm not alright, I'm not okay, [F] I don't wanna feel [C#] today, I don't wanna
deal with pain, someone take this all [A#]
away, _ _ _ _ [Fm] cause I'm not _ [C] _ okay.
_ [F] I'm not alright, I'm not okay, _ _ [C#] I'm not alright, I'm not okay, _ [A#] I'm not alright, I'm not alright,
[Fm] I'm not _ okay. _ _
No one even knows about this crutch that I have, that's why my discography don't have
any songs that are [C#] sad, because every time I go and try and make one, depression awakens
and takes over like a [F] tapeworm and it eats away at my soul, so many stories that [Fm] went
untold, cause I'm not man enough [C] to control my emotions, so I buried them all down below,
[F] I'm not alright, I'm not okay, I can't talk about the things that are causing pain, I
can't [C#] talk about the time that I lost my first love and wanted to shoot myself in the motherfucking
brain, [F] I can't talk about the night that she left me and put a bag over my head [Fm] to try
and suffocate, [C] but I backed out just before I blacked out so my mother wouldn't have to
put her own son in a [F] grave, can't talk about the day that I lost my grandma, I prayed to
God but now I am lost, [C#] cause I asked him to save her but the next day he take her away
and now my faith is [F] gone, I often think, is she proud of me, she never even knew about
this rap scene, [C] she never even knew, I swore I never knew about my tour of hell, she ain't
even know about half of me, [F] I'm not alright, I'm not okay, everybody tells me time will
take away the pain, everybody [C#] tells me life is just a book of chapters and all I have
to do is act like it never happened and turn the page, [A#] but they don't know that all my
pages are the same, everyone contains the same info, the same pain, [C] the same blacked
out window, the same pain, the same passed down limbo, the same shame, [F] I'm not alright,
I'm not okay, I would trade it all away to write a new page, but none will [C#] break, they're
all fool, it's not cool, all telling me I'll never make it in this game of life and I'm
a [A#] fool, all telling me to get up on a pedestal, put a rope around my neck, [F] tie it off and
jump it till it [C] pulls, smothering me to death, maybe then I'll get some rest, but until then
I got some more people to impress, [F] I gotta put that fake smile on, the fake voice, I gotta
fake everything just so people pay coin, [C#] I always say to anyone who's fake I punch them
in the jaw, so I'm hitting myself cause I'm the fakest of them [F] all, I don't even know
how to be real, hell I don't even [A#] know who the real me [C] is, maybe when I can finally be
still, the fake me will cease to exist and the real me will [F] live, I'm not alright, I'm
not okay, I don't wanna feel [C#] today, I don't wanna deal with pain, someone take this all
[A#] away, _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] cause I'm [C] not okay.
[C] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ [A#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G#] _ [F] It seems like every time I go and try and pick up the mic, I rap about the things that
don't really affect me in [G#] life, like how I'm great at articulating my bars that are right,
or how the fame will never change a single thought in my [F] mind.
I rap about how I'm better than any rapper in sight, I rap about how I'd [A#] kill them on
a beat if they even [C] tried, I rap about how I'd eat them and then make fun of my size,
I rap about how these mumbling rappers and tell them [F] to die because I get so angry when
they don't even think when they write, but come to think of it, when it comes to thinking,
neither do [C#] I.
I like to act like I'm the greatest to ever rink out a rhyme, but who am I to convince
and I like to keep my confidence [F] high.
But I lie to myself every time that I say that I'm fine, because deep inside [Fm] I'm scared
to write about what's in [C] my mind, all these sensitive topics are bottled up really tight
and I can't take a sip, cause taking a sip brings my demons to [F] life.
I'm not alright, I'm not okay, I can't rap about the things that are causing pain, it
leaves [C#] a stain when I put them on the paper, they don't ever leave my cranium, they stay
inside my brain and multiply into a [F] greater sum, it's like they stay dormant until I force
them into the world and they [Fm] become the main source of my torment, I cannot endure this,
[C] it aches to my core and it's horseshit, cause all I wanna do is just [F] ignore this, but I
can't and y'all don't understand the type of mindset that it fucking puts me [C#] in, when
you ask me to rap an emotional track, I have to reach back to a part of my brain that is
[F] black, I cannot escape it, I can barely take it, I can't face all this [Fm] pain that my heart
is taking, it's [C] aching, every bar I'm saying, cause it's hard to make it, day to day these
scars are saying, I'm not alright, I'm not okay, [F] I don't wanna feel [C#] today, I don't wanna
deal with pain, someone take this all [A#]
away, _ _ _ _ [Fm] cause I'm not _ [C] _ okay.
_ [F] I'm not alright, I'm not okay, _ _ [C#] I'm not alright, I'm not okay, _ [A#] I'm not alright, I'm not alright,
[Fm] I'm not _ okay. _ _
No one even knows about this crutch that I have, that's why my discography don't have
any songs that are [C#] sad, because every time I go and try and make one, depression awakens
and takes over like a [F] tapeworm and it eats away at my soul, so many stories that [Fm] went
untold, cause I'm not man enough [C] to control my emotions, so I buried them all down below,
[F] I'm not alright, I'm not okay, I can't talk about the things that are causing pain, I
can't [C#] talk about the time that I lost my first love and wanted to shoot myself in the motherfucking
brain, [F] I can't talk about the night that she left me and put a bag over my head [Fm] to try
and suffocate, [C] but I backed out just before I blacked out so my mother wouldn't have to
put her own son in a [F] grave, can't talk about the day that I lost my grandma, I prayed to
God but now I am lost, [C#] cause I asked him to save her but the next day he take her away
and now my faith is [F] gone, I often think, is she proud of me, she never even knew about
this rap scene, [C] she never even knew, I swore I never knew about my tour of hell, she ain't
even know about half of me, [F] I'm not alright, I'm not okay, everybody tells me time will
take away the pain, everybody [C#] tells me life is just a book of chapters and all I have
to do is act like it never happened and turn the page, [A#] but they don't know that all my
pages are the same, everyone contains the same info, the same pain, [C] the same blacked
out window, the same pain, the same passed down limbo, the same shame, [F] I'm not alright,
I'm not okay, I would trade it all away to write a new page, but none will [C#] break, they're
all fool, it's not cool, all telling me I'll never make it in this game of life and I'm
a [A#] fool, all telling me to get up on a pedestal, put a rope around my neck, [F] tie it off and
jump it till it [C] pulls, smothering me to death, maybe then I'll get some rest, but until then
I got some more people to impress, [F] I gotta put that fake smile on, the fake voice, I gotta
fake everything just so people pay coin, [C#] I always say to anyone who's fake I punch them
in the jaw, so I'm hitting myself cause I'm the fakest of them [F] all, I don't even know
how to be real, hell I don't even [A#] know who the real me [C] is, maybe when I can finally be
still, the fake me will cease to exist and the real me will [F] live, I'm not alright, I'm
not okay, I don't wanna feel [C#] today, I don't wanna deal with pain, someone take this all
[A#] away, _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] cause I'm [C] not okay.
[C] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _