Chords for NECRO - "YOU DID IT"

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_ _ _ [Eb] You wanna [Bb] die intentionally, due to your [E] masochist nature, your [B] impatient [Eb] death comes eventually,
but you want instant [Bb] gratification.
Suicide's been attempted, you're not alive [Eb] if you meant it, and if you survive you'll be labeled [Bb] demented and sent to somewhere expensive.
[E] But they'll keep [B] you stable with [Eb] narcotics strapped to a table in a place full [Bb] of psychotics.
Locked in a rubber room, unable to back your skull or hang [Eb] yourself with a cable, it's ironic like a [Bb] fable.
Depression has infected you, [E] you're under the [B] impression it's [Eb] best to put a tack to your neck and apply [Bb] pressure
to the trigger mechanism, how you figure it's less of a prison.
[Eb] On the other side, what you thought you can't come back [Bb] if it isn't
the unknown, the [E] afterlife, and where we [B] go after we [Eb] die to find out before it's your time you'd have to [Bb] sacrifice.
Like Japanese pilots did, for their cause, believing [Eb] there's something beautiful to balance the violent [Bb] jet.
You did it, son you [E] did it, you [B] put the gun into [Eb] your mouth and blasted yourself, and that [Bb] dickhead, you can't come back.
You regret it but you're dead, and you've [Eb] committed a suicide and your whole head is [Bb] shredded.
You did it, son you [E] did it, you [B] put the gun into your mouth and blasted yourself, and that [Bb] dickhead, you can't come back.
You regret it but you're dead, and you've [Eb] committed a suicide.
_ [Bb] Drinking cyanide, choose a beverage, [E] use a [B] rod to [Eb] tighten the looper rope around your neck, diffusing [Bb] leverage.
Asphyxiation, brain hemorrhage, chopped in half by a [Eb] bandsaw, take a second from [Bb] life to stop and laugh.
I can't imagine the pain you feel, [E] you're not a [B] coward, you're [Eb] brave, you allowed your head to be decapitated [Bb] by a train wheel.
Raised to the throat, methamphetamine ducts, [Eb] suicide epilogue, end of scene, cut.
[Bb] You could jump in front of a truck and be a [E] corpse in the street, [B] or try to go [Eb] out dramatically like Natalie Portman in [Bb] Heat.
Seven days underwater at 20 degrees Celsius, [Eb] overdosed, and you're barfing, super-taking a shit like [Bb] Elvis.
Bounding your underwear with a [E] gun in your [B] hand, then a [Eb] suicide note next to you hoping we'd [Bb] understand.
If you got a problem, suicide'll solve it, [Eb] check out the hook, barbed wire with a [Bb] revolver.
You did it, son you [E] did it, you [B] put the gun [Eb] into your mouth and blasted yourself, and that [Bb] dickhead, you can't come back.
You regret it, but you're dead, and you've [Eb] committed a suicide, and your whole head is [Bb] shredded.
You did it, son you [E] did it, you [B] put the gun into your mouth and blasted yourself, and that [Bb] dickhead, you can't come back.
You regret it, but you're dead, and you've [Eb] committed a suicide.
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Settle [E] down.
[B] _ [Eb] Don't panic, please.
[Bb] Don't panic.
_ Don't panic.
[Eb] Someone [Bb] call the [E] ambulance and a [C] doctor and the police.
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