Funeral Chords by Mac Miller

[F] Yeah, [G] _ [F] yeah, if you turn up my headphones. _
Yeah, yeah, [Em] yeah.
[F] _ This music go with my funeral.
_ [B] Yeah, [F] yeah.
This music go with my funeral.
_ [D] _ [Em] _ _ [Am] Yeah.
Said, said I was raised inside this pretty [Em] city.
Ridin' through, you probably [Am] missed me.
My bicycle fell, I hit the road, the mailman almost [D] hit me.
All these [Am] sins were more than [Em] shit.
I just pray the Lord forgive [Am] me.
Doing drugs is just a war with boredom, but they sure to get me.
My side bitch is short and [Em] pretty, but she got enormous [Am] titties.
Know I'm worth a fortune, she just won a brand new Porsche or Bentley.
Had a few abortions, [Em] unfortunately I forced them.
[Am] Lord knows I'll turn a child to an orphan when I'm gone.
I'm more than what I think of [B] myself.
I [D] really have to be, sit at [B] home and drink by myself.
My thoughts harass [Dm] me, actually as a matter [Em] of fact, she ain't getting back to [F] me.
Ashamed at my tragedy, my masterpiece.
[Dm] Yeah, trapped [G] inside these dreams of mine.
[F] Just trying to get some peace [Am] of mind.
I've been trapped [Em] inside the dreams of mine, [F] so you'll never get a piece of mine.
[Dm]
It's the [Am] last [Em] day of [F] my life.
Party like [Dm] it's the [Am] last [Em] day of [Am] your life.
_ This the motherfucking last [Em] day of [F] my life.
_ [Am] Party like [Dm] it's the last [Em] day of [Am] your life.
Yeah, yeah.
[Dm] See we swallowed in this web of [Em] lies.
Never tried to [Am] exercise.
It used to be a fantasy, but now I guess it's [D] televised.
I heard the legends never [Em] die.
Oh, this lonely hell of [F] mine.
There never was a better time to better myself.
[Dm] Forever I melt [Am] and float [Em] away like waves in the ocean.
[Am] Stare inside of heaven's eyes, the gates will never open.
I'm smoking on this field [Em] of hope.
Wait until my deal gets [Am] closed.
I keep getting hotter, but all I seem to feel is cold.
22 don't feel [Em] so old, but I think I'm [Am] 82.
You mean to tell me God took seven days and all he made was you?
I'm out here with the [Em] kangaroos, making danger break [Am] the rules.
Celebrate my day to birth with acid, get the days confused.
Happiness I take [G] from you, searching for the naked [F] truth.
I'm not awake, I'm in a lake, I'll swim away with [Dm] you.
Bitch, [Em] check out the butterfly.
[Dm] If you the truth, then what the fuck [Eb] am I?
[Am] _ _ [Abm] _ [Dm] This the [Am] last [Em] day [F] of my life.
Party [Dm] like it's the [Am] last [Em] day of [F] your life.
_ [Am] This the motherfucking last [Em] day [F] of my life.
Party [Dm] like it's the last [Em] day of [Am] your life.
_ Where [F] are you going?
[Em] Tell [F] me where you at.
Where are you going?
[Em] _
[C] Can I come?
[F] Can I come?
_ [Dm] _ _ [Em] _ _
[F] _ _ Can I come?
[B] _ [C] _ [Em] _ _ [F] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _