Chords for DAYS N' DAZE - Wholesale Failure | A Fistful of Vinyl

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_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] For a fistful of vinyl on KXLU, this is Days and Days.
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_ [G#] Hey.
_ Should I say something about my trumpet?
_ _ You don't have to. _
Well, I played the trumpet, but I forgot it.
So I'm playing the kazoo.
The kazoos are good. _ _
Kazoos are fine.
I'm Jesse, this is Jeff, Megan, Whitney.
We're Days and Days from Houston, Texas.
This first song is called Wholesale Failure. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ [Bm] What's up, Mac?
[F#m] _ Would it matter if I lived or [E] died?
One time dead, the sky will still [G] be blue.
_ _ I'm no [F#m] catalyst for change.
It's another [E] breathing thing taking up [A] a bit of room.
_ [E] Everything's so mad, it's [F#m] comical.
Waking up [D] to drag.
[A] The worst part's that I [E] know this isn't even [F#m] close to how _ devastatingly [D] sad everything [A] is gonna get.
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_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [F#m] Life's _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [A]
a joke.
I'm [E] anticipating a [F#m]
punchline of jokes, so I'm just [D] fine.
But soon I'll be [A] sober and dope.
_ [E] Down and out for the end [F#m] time and _ all [D] _ alone.
[A] And I welcome writer's [E] blocks with wide open [F#m] arms.
Take a sip, I'm not writing, [D] I'm happy. _
[A] _ Writing is [E] your gun, escape from the day [F#m]-to-day _ tragedies that [D] science surrounds me.
_ _ [A] So [E] what's [F#m] up, Mac?
_ Would it matter if we just keep [E] breathing?
Our hearts keep [A] repeating and _ [D]
[G] we_
_ [B] _ [F#m] Life is a gamble and tomorrow's never [E] promised, so Mac, I still have to [A] roll the dice.
Everything's [E] so mad, it's [F#m] comical.
Waking _ [D] up to drag.
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The worst part's that I know [E] this isn't even [F#m] close to how _ _ [D] devastatingly sad everything is [A] gonna get. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ I'm _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] staying out of pocket for wholesale [D#] failure.
And every little victory [D] feels so [A] underwhelming.
When all that I can think [E] about is how the story ends [D] and all the lessons that I've yet to learn.
[E] There's the future, the past, and we're stuck up in truth.
We're the only pathetic book, I'm [F#] dribbling a book.
I'm freezing, I'm [D] sick, and I'm pathetic.
I would before everything was hell [A] and I_
Time will keep [E] on ticking, and the earth on switchboards [F#m] spinning.
We play [D] with money, horror, we're pure, until one day we [Dm] all must die.
Take one more breath and say goodbye.
_ _ _ [E] So why [D]
the_ Mac!
_ Do we [F#] obsess over success [E] and failure?
As long as we're breathing, we're [A] all [Em] alright.
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Years to [E] conceding, and we're an hour far [A] to look like_
[E] Everything's so_ Mac!
_ [F#m] Comical, speaking _ [D] of the drag.
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The best part's right now we're still [B] alive, we can read and [F#m] start, we can dive into the lives [D] we want.
Make the best of the time that [A] we've got.
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Mac!
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_ [B] _ [D] Mac, _ _ _ [Em] _
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[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Mac. _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ What?
I just said_ _ _ _ _ _
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We went that whole song and then running at the end you're like, well_
As soon as we finished.
It's like more poetic than_
_ _ _ _ Poetic than_
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It's_
Look, we're not live, we're just_
Yeah, it's such a good thing that we're not_
I'm so sorry, I'm just_ _ Hot, Bobby?