Chords for Sick Outta Fashion- DEMONDICE
Tempo:
87.05 bpm
Chords used:
Gm
Cm
D
F#
A#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Gm]
[Cm] [D] [Gm] You know where to find me, [D] a realist bringing demon [Gm] bent to no laws
Meant to kill this mental illness, thrashing trim with both [Cm] claws
This head is Santa Claus, [F#] sad boy, blood [Gm] spiller
Kuma Saikara aka Manhattan killer [Cm] Digital celebrity's been working for [Gm] the
weekend I can't knock the hustle, but I can knock
they teeth [Cm] in Glamorizing, weakening, [D] unbreakable
[Gm] Critiquing is inevitable Shut my mouth for long enough I'm speaking
[Cm] American woman, no, I'm not your [Gm] Nadeshiko But do I really gotta say it out loud?
I'm proud to say I [Cm] ain't the sugar bloated candy [D] coated bitch you [Gm] cannot know, Ron
Don't you know that idol rapper's such an [Cm] oxymoron?
Lesson with less, now best be sure so you [Gm] don't live up
Depression ain't a fashion accessory, but something could [Cm] differ
Healthy as in money, [D] still I think I'd [Gm] rather go clean
And sum up mental illness, snapping selfies and Yogi
[Cm] Just my opinion, the same world [Gm] you run on
An epidemic filtered in black and all [Cm] color
You want a bad [D] choice?
[Gm] Already got one
Queen of the sad boys, killing with a shotgun
Just my opinion, the same world you run on
Doesn't make a difference to me, that won't, [Cm] no
Feeling so lucky [D] to be a wild [Gm] shot at your nightly show
I'll put your sick out of [Cm] fashion
Me today, life is pain, hashtag [Gm] aesthetic
I feel bad for sad boys, they're all so fucking [A#] pathetic
[Cm] Zombified inside the hungry [D] eyes of [Gm] SNS, so he may silence
Cheaply made musicians disguise, you best believe it's [Cm] drama
Something that I can't swing, boy and [Gm] girl romancing
How to turn the shit out of your voice because you dancing
[Cm] Cashing in on pity [D] till the [Gm] paychecks come
I'm sorry we don't call that hip-hop in the country it was born [Cm] from
Maybe you don't know their story, sorry, I [Gm] don't need to
Un gato a mech, got business, and the fans will bleed to be like [Cm] you
It's true that I can lament, I [D] can bitch, I [Gm] can whine
But see, the people I'm critiquing won't turn up, and that's fine
You see, [Cm] it's not like I'm belligerent for justice [Gm] to drop
But if you're in the shit, but image when I'm just at the top
Don't [Cm] care to read this careless [D] villainy out in plain [Gm] sight
So I'm glad that you can make some money off what's killing me in real [Cm] life
Just my opinion, but say [Gm] what you wanna
An epidemic fills certain black and all, brother
[Cm] You want a bad [D] choice?
[Gm] Already got one
Queen of the sad boys, killing with a shotgun
Just my opinion, so say what you wanna
Though it doesn't make a difference to me, the more you [Cm] know
My feelings don't lie, [D] but it's pure [Gm] white, you're shoddy, you're neither sure
I know you're sick out of [Cm] fashion
Just my opinion, but say [Gm] what you wanna
What you wanna
[Cm] Just my opinion, [D] but say [Gm] what you wanna
What you wanna
[Cm] Just my opinion, so say [Gm] what you wanna
Though it doesn't make a difference to me, the more that [Cm] you complain
Singing like fame [D] fair is [Gm] an excuse
Hey, yo, Mako, no one gives a shit, Nihongo, dang none to you
Just my opinion, but say what you wanna
An epidemic fills certain black and all, [Cm] brother
You want a bad [D] choice?
[Gm] Already got one
Queen of the sad boys, killing with a shotgun
[Cm] Just my opinion, so say [Gm] what you wanna
Though it doesn't make a difference to me, the more you [Cm] know
My feelings don't lie, [D] but it's pure [Gm] white, you're shoddy, you're neither sure
I know you're sick out of fashion
[Cm] [D] [Gm] You know where to find me, [D] a realist bringing demon [Gm] bent to no laws
Meant to kill this mental illness, thrashing trim with both [Cm] claws
This head is Santa Claus, [F#] sad boy, blood [Gm] spiller
Kuma Saikara aka Manhattan killer [Cm] Digital celebrity's been working for [Gm] the
weekend I can't knock the hustle, but I can knock
they teeth [Cm] in Glamorizing, weakening, [D] unbreakable
[Gm] Critiquing is inevitable Shut my mouth for long enough I'm speaking
[Cm] American woman, no, I'm not your [Gm] Nadeshiko But do I really gotta say it out loud?
I'm proud to say I [Cm] ain't the sugar bloated candy [D] coated bitch you [Gm] cannot know, Ron
Don't you know that idol rapper's such an [Cm] oxymoron?
Lesson with less, now best be sure so you [Gm] don't live up
Depression ain't a fashion accessory, but something could [Cm] differ
Healthy as in money, [D] still I think I'd [Gm] rather go clean
And sum up mental illness, snapping selfies and Yogi
[Cm] Just my opinion, the same world [Gm] you run on
An epidemic filtered in black and all [Cm] color
You want a bad [D] choice?
[Gm] Already got one
Queen of the sad boys, killing with a shotgun
Just my opinion, the same world you run on
Doesn't make a difference to me, that won't, [Cm] no
Feeling so lucky [D] to be a wild [Gm] shot at your nightly show
I'll put your sick out of [Cm] fashion
Me today, life is pain, hashtag [Gm] aesthetic
I feel bad for sad boys, they're all so fucking [A#] pathetic
[Cm] Zombified inside the hungry [D] eyes of [Gm] SNS, so he may silence
Cheaply made musicians disguise, you best believe it's [Cm] drama
Something that I can't swing, boy and [Gm] girl romancing
How to turn the shit out of your voice because you dancing
[Cm] Cashing in on pity [D] till the [Gm] paychecks come
I'm sorry we don't call that hip-hop in the country it was born [Cm] from
Maybe you don't know their story, sorry, I [Gm] don't need to
Un gato a mech, got business, and the fans will bleed to be like [Cm] you
It's true that I can lament, I [D] can bitch, I [Gm] can whine
But see, the people I'm critiquing won't turn up, and that's fine
You see, [Cm] it's not like I'm belligerent for justice [Gm] to drop
But if you're in the shit, but image when I'm just at the top
Don't [Cm] care to read this careless [D] villainy out in plain [Gm] sight
So I'm glad that you can make some money off what's killing me in real [Cm] life
Just my opinion, but say [Gm] what you wanna
An epidemic fills certain black and all, brother
[Cm] You want a bad [D] choice?
[Gm] Already got one
Queen of the sad boys, killing with a shotgun
Just my opinion, so say what you wanna
Though it doesn't make a difference to me, the more you [Cm] know
My feelings don't lie, [D] but it's pure [Gm] white, you're shoddy, you're neither sure
I know you're sick out of [Cm] fashion
Just my opinion, but say [Gm] what you wanna
What you wanna
[Cm] Just my opinion, [D] but say [Gm] what you wanna
What you wanna
[Cm] Just my opinion, so say [Gm] what you wanna
Though it doesn't make a difference to me, the more that [Cm] you complain
Singing like fame [D] fair is [Gm] an excuse
Hey, yo, Mako, no one gives a shit, Nihongo, dang none to you
Just my opinion, but say what you wanna
An epidemic fills certain black and all, [Cm] brother
You want a bad [D] choice?
[Gm] Already got one
Queen of the sad boys, killing with a shotgun
[Cm] Just my opinion, so say [Gm] what you wanna
Though it doesn't make a difference to me, the more you [Cm] know
My feelings don't lie, [D] but it's pure [Gm] white, you're shoddy, you're neither sure
I know you're sick out of fashion
Key:
Gm
Cm
D
F#
A#
Gm
Cm
D
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ [D] _ [Gm] _ _ _ You know where to find me, [D] a realist bringing demon [Gm] bent to no laws
Meant to kill this mental illness, thrashing trim with both [Cm] claws
This head is Santa Claus, [F#] sad boy, blood [Gm] spiller
Kuma Saikara aka Manhattan killer [Cm] Digital celebrity's been working for [Gm] the
weekend I can't knock the hustle, but I can knock
they teeth [Cm] in Glamorizing, weakening, [D] unbreakable
[Gm] Critiquing is inevitable Shut my mouth for long enough I'm speaking
[Cm] American woman, no, I'm not your [Gm] Nadeshiko But do I really gotta say it out loud?
I'm proud to say I [Cm] ain't the sugar bloated candy [D] coated bitch you [Gm] cannot know, Ron
Don't you know that idol rapper's such an [Cm] oxymoron?
Lesson with less, now best be sure so you [Gm] don't live up
Depression ain't a fashion accessory, but something could [Cm] differ
Healthy as in money, [D] still I think I'd [Gm] rather go clean
And sum up mental illness, snapping selfies and Yogi
[Cm] Just my opinion, the same world [Gm] you run on
An epidemic filtered in black and all [Cm] color
You want a bad [D] choice?
[Gm] Already got one
Queen of the sad boys, killing with a shotgun
Just my opinion, the same world you run on
Doesn't make a difference to me, that won't, [Cm] no
Feeling so lucky [D] to be a wild [Gm] shot at your nightly show
I'll put your sick out of [Cm] fashion
Me today, life is pain, hashtag [Gm] aesthetic
I feel bad for sad boys, they're all so fucking [A#] pathetic
[Cm] Zombified inside the hungry [D] eyes of [Gm] SNS, so he may silence
Cheaply made musicians disguise, you best believe it's [Cm] drama
Something that I can't swing, boy and [Gm] girl romancing
How to turn the shit out of your voice because you dancing
[Cm] Cashing in on pity [D] till the [Gm] paychecks come
I'm sorry we don't call that hip-hop in the country it was born [Cm] from
Maybe you don't know their story, sorry, I [Gm] don't need to
Un gato a mech, got business, and the fans will bleed to be like [Cm] you
It's true that I can lament, I [D] can bitch, I [Gm] can whine
But see, the people I'm critiquing won't turn up, and that's fine
You see, [Cm] it's not like I'm belligerent for justice [Gm] to drop
But if you're in the shit, but image when I'm just at the top
Don't [Cm] care to read this careless [D] villainy out in plain [Gm] sight
So I'm glad that you can make some money off what's killing me in real [Cm] life
Just my opinion, but say [Gm] what you wanna
An epidemic fills certain black and all, brother
[Cm] You want a bad [D] choice?
[Gm] Already got one
Queen of the sad boys, killing with a shotgun
Just my opinion, so say what you wanna
Though it doesn't make a difference to me, the more you [Cm] know
My feelings don't lie, [D] but it's pure [Gm] white, you're shoddy, you're neither sure
I know you're sick out of [Cm] fashion
Just my opinion, but say [Gm] what you wanna
What you wanna _
[Cm] Just my opinion, [D] but say [Gm] what you wanna
What you wanna
[Cm] Just my opinion, so say [Gm] what you wanna
Though it doesn't make a difference to me, the more that [Cm] you complain
Singing like fame [D] fair is [Gm] an excuse
Hey, yo, Mako, no one gives a shit, Nihongo, dang none to you
Just my opinion, but say what you wanna
An epidemic fills certain black and all, [Cm] brother
You want a bad [D] choice?
[Gm] Already got one
Queen of the sad boys, killing with a shotgun
[Cm] Just my opinion, so say [Gm] what you wanna
Though it doesn't make a difference to me, the more you [Cm] know
My feelings don't lie, [D] but it's pure [Gm] white, you're shoddy, you're neither sure
I know you're sick out of fashion _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ [D] _ [Gm] _ _ _ You know where to find me, [D] a realist bringing demon [Gm] bent to no laws
Meant to kill this mental illness, thrashing trim with both [Cm] claws
This head is Santa Claus, [F#] sad boy, blood [Gm] spiller
Kuma Saikara aka Manhattan killer [Cm] Digital celebrity's been working for [Gm] the
weekend I can't knock the hustle, but I can knock
they teeth [Cm] in Glamorizing, weakening, [D] unbreakable
[Gm] Critiquing is inevitable Shut my mouth for long enough I'm speaking
[Cm] American woman, no, I'm not your [Gm] Nadeshiko But do I really gotta say it out loud?
I'm proud to say I [Cm] ain't the sugar bloated candy [D] coated bitch you [Gm] cannot know, Ron
Don't you know that idol rapper's such an [Cm] oxymoron?
Lesson with less, now best be sure so you [Gm] don't live up
Depression ain't a fashion accessory, but something could [Cm] differ
Healthy as in money, [D] still I think I'd [Gm] rather go clean
And sum up mental illness, snapping selfies and Yogi
[Cm] Just my opinion, the same world [Gm] you run on
An epidemic filtered in black and all [Cm] color
You want a bad [D] choice?
[Gm] Already got one
Queen of the sad boys, killing with a shotgun
Just my opinion, the same world you run on
Doesn't make a difference to me, that won't, [Cm] no
Feeling so lucky [D] to be a wild [Gm] shot at your nightly show
I'll put your sick out of [Cm] fashion
Me today, life is pain, hashtag [Gm] aesthetic
I feel bad for sad boys, they're all so fucking [A#] pathetic
[Cm] Zombified inside the hungry [D] eyes of [Gm] SNS, so he may silence
Cheaply made musicians disguise, you best believe it's [Cm] drama
Something that I can't swing, boy and [Gm] girl romancing
How to turn the shit out of your voice because you dancing
[Cm] Cashing in on pity [D] till the [Gm] paychecks come
I'm sorry we don't call that hip-hop in the country it was born [Cm] from
Maybe you don't know their story, sorry, I [Gm] don't need to
Un gato a mech, got business, and the fans will bleed to be like [Cm] you
It's true that I can lament, I [D] can bitch, I [Gm] can whine
But see, the people I'm critiquing won't turn up, and that's fine
You see, [Cm] it's not like I'm belligerent for justice [Gm] to drop
But if you're in the shit, but image when I'm just at the top
Don't [Cm] care to read this careless [D] villainy out in plain [Gm] sight
So I'm glad that you can make some money off what's killing me in real [Cm] life
Just my opinion, but say [Gm] what you wanna
An epidemic fills certain black and all, brother
[Cm] You want a bad [D] choice?
[Gm] Already got one
Queen of the sad boys, killing with a shotgun
Just my opinion, so say what you wanna
Though it doesn't make a difference to me, the more you [Cm] know
My feelings don't lie, [D] but it's pure [Gm] white, you're shoddy, you're neither sure
I know you're sick out of [Cm] fashion
Just my opinion, but say [Gm] what you wanna
What you wanna _
[Cm] Just my opinion, [D] but say [Gm] what you wanna
What you wanna
[Cm] Just my opinion, so say [Gm] what you wanna
Though it doesn't make a difference to me, the more that [Cm] you complain
Singing like fame [D] fair is [Gm] an excuse
Hey, yo, Mako, no one gives a shit, Nihongo, dang none to you
Just my opinion, but say what you wanna
An epidemic fills certain black and all, [Cm] brother
You want a bad [D] choice?
[Gm] Already got one
Queen of the sad boys, killing with a shotgun
[Cm] Just my opinion, so say [Gm] what you wanna
Though it doesn't make a difference to me, the more you [Cm] know
My feelings don't lie, [D] but it's pure [Gm] white, you're shoddy, you're neither sure
I know you're sick out of fashion _ _ _ _ _ _ _