Chords for Mac Miller - Angel Dust

_ Yeah, [C] _ _ [E] _ [Dm] uh, _ uh, _ _ _ _ _ ladies and gentlemen, [D] _ _ yeah, [Dm] _
whoo, that drip, yeah, [D] _ [F] okay.
Writing [Eb] on writer's block, haven't slept [Am] in days, they wanna put me in [Eb] the psycho watch.
Everyone's [Am] afraid of what I do inside [G] my studio.
Worried [Am] I'ma lose control, they ruffle in my feathers and [F] they shuffle in the U.G.O.
[G] Execution flow, ash neck [Am] like new cologne, uno dos, [G] bitch I'm in your head like Freddy [Dm] Krueger though.
My brain [Eb] fried, always chasing the [Dm] same high, I'm too fucked up to function, do nothing but waste time.
Woke up annihilated, lying on a pavement covered [Am] in items, I regurgitated [Bbm] under a fire escape.
[E] And I know that it's Friday, cause every [Bbm] Friday they have a parade [Dm] in front of City Hall.
Hear them celebrate, [G] they having a ball, my pupils [Dm] dilated, highly dehydrated.
I'm [A] lost inside a giant [Dm] matrix, isolate [C] myself from lies I find contagious.
[F] Jump above the [Am] comedown, I'm [Gm] strung out, not enough inside [F] the dugout.
Don't be [Eb] scared, just come with [F] me, man, feel so [G] good, so feel this [F] free.
What are you [G] afraid of?
Tell me what [E] you're afraid of.
What are you afraid of?
[Dm] It's just a little bit too much.
La da [G] da da da da da [F] da, la da [Eb] da da, [F] la da da da da [G] da da, la da [Dm] da da da da da, la da [C] da da da da da, it's just a little bit too much.
I'm playing hot potato on a Winnebago, the chips are stale, they taste okay though when they dipped in queso.
And what's an angel without [F] a missin' halo?
[Am] She would drop out of [Dm] school to take a trip to [Bbm] Dayglo.
I found a 20 [F] laying by the sewer rat, you know Little [Bbm] Stuart hasn't been in any movies lately.
He's spending [G] his paychecks on cocaine and [Dm] latex, his agent working hard to try and book him a commercial.
What I do should not concern you, do this till I turn blue.
Not Erick Sermon, not more Merlin curses, [C] turn him into bird food.
Worried to make the first move, I'm walking like [A] Herschel.
And now we [Gm] at the end of verse two.
[E]
Don't be [G] scared, just come with [Am] me, feel so [G] good, so [F] feelin' free.
What are you [G] afraid of?
Tell me what you [Am] think of.
What are you afraid of?
It's [Dm] just a little angel done.
_ And?
[E] _ [Ebm] It's just a [F] little angel done.
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_ [Am] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Em] _ _ [Dm] _
_ [Am] _ _ [Dm] Don't fuck with the angel done. _
_ [Am] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [D] _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ _ Don't fuck with the angel done.
_ [Am] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Em] _ _ [Dm] _
_ [E] _ Please don't fuck with the angel done.
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