Chords for LiL PEEP - Praying to the sky (Lyrics)

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[Abm] I'm trying to get you out my head tonight.
[E]
I'm trying to get [Abm] you out [B] my fucking life.
Fucking life, right?
[Abm] Then we fucked.
Then she sucked me off twice.
[E] Then I left that bitch [Abm] alone [B] like I was right.
Fucking right, wrong.
[Abm] In your dorm, smoking strong.
Out of the barn, [E] what the fuck?
And [Abm] I'm trying to make [B] this strong.
Hey, hey.
[Abm] Young white prick, I get a kick out of it.
[E] Watch out, I kick out your bitch just so I [B] could cut my wrist.
Bitch, [Abm] I'm tatted out my shirt so I can't work.
I make it flip.
[E] Put my 40 in [B] the dirt, then light my dutch and take a sip.
I [Abm] hear voices in my head.
They telling me to call it quits.
[E] I found some 10x in [B] my bed.
I took that shit, went back to sleep.
They [Abm] gonna miss me when I'm dead.
I lay my head and rest [E] in peace.
I pray to [B] the sky I'll [E] even know who I [Abm]
am.
_ Oh, I don't think I can take this [E] anymore.
_ _ [B] Oh, I should not go for more rice on the floor.
[Abm] _ _ Oh, we're going to do something real [E] personal.
Don't play this shit one [B] day, put me in a hole.
For eternity, so they can re-put this show.
[Abm] _ _ Oh, I don't think I can ever [E] flow.
_ _ [B] No, I don't know what you're looking for.
[Db] _ _ [Abm] Oh, I don't know why you're with those [E] amigos.
I keep them fanaties under my coat.
I'm in the zone, I'm holding my own.
[Abm] You know it's fucked when the pain feel [E] nice.
_ [Abm] Cheap liquor [Dbm] on ice, look nice.
[Abm] I'm trying to get you out my head tonight.
[E]
I'm trying to get [Abm] you out [Db] my fucking [Abm] life.
Fuck your life, aight.
Then we fucked, then she sucked me off twice.
[E] Then I left that bitch alone like I was right.
[B] Fucking right [Abm] wrong.
In your dawn, smoking strong.
Out of bomb, [E] _
and [B] I'm trying to make this song.
Hey, hey, [Abm] hey.
You're my white prick, I get a kick out of [E] it.
Watch how I kick out [B] your bitch.
Just so I can cut my wrist.
Bitch, I'm [Abm] tatted out my shirt.
So I can't work, I make it flip.
[E] I'm 40 in [B] the dirt, then like my dutch, you take a sip.
I [Abm] have voices in my head.
They telling me to call and quit.
So [E] I found some Xanax in [B] my bed.
I took that shit, went back to sleep.
[Abm] They gonna miss me when I'm dead.
I lay my head and rest in peace.
[E] I pray to [B] the sky, I don't even know [Abm] why.
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