Chords for sKitz Kraven - Voices (Official Audio)

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[Ebm] tell you what I'm feeling, I'ma tell you what I'm feeling
Surrounded by [Bbm] these fucking voices They don't ever stop, [Ebm] they keep making noises
Trying to tell [Gb] me things that I don't wanna [Bbm] hear
Focused on the end, I think [Ebm] it's getting near My temper with a gun, yeah, [Bbm] that's all I fear
Keep talking that shit and you [Ebm] gon' see it clear
I'll have a couple [Gb] pills and now I'm switching gears
Kill you just [Ebm] for fun, I'll treat you like a dear
Homie, I suggest you change [Db] your tone, you're out of options
Voices in my head do not [B] forgive, no, they just pop shit
Labels will [Gb] not sign me, they know craving way too [Db] toxic
Collecting body parts, I'm storing [Ebm] heads up in the boxes
Boxes, voices [Db] looking like a mosh pit, mosh pit
Homie, [Gb] you ain't bout to pop shit, pop shit
Lately I've been on my top shit, [Ebm] dealing with these voices
Homicide is all I hear, 3am tripping, trying to [Bbm] continue living
Voices keep me up but I don't [Ebm] see no visions
Yeah, you got me [Gb] up, I'm sure you see me grinning
But [Db] little do you know I'm out here [Ebm] really killing
Chopping and mopping, don't [Bbm] Photoshop, I'm cropping
Tie your body up and then we [Ebm] steady mopping
Get you bloodied up, you think we live in [Db] Compton
My mind is really [Ebm] ill, no, I ain't talking Hobson
Laid up with a body, I ain't [Db] talking Stockton
Lay up in Milwaukee, I ain't [B] talking Brockton
I feel like Antacupo when I'm in Wisconsin
Craving he's a fucking king, he's our [Ebm] only option
I got you people, I'ma fucking [Db] kill this shit
As long as my insanity doesn't kill me first
Is that a fucking lift [Gb] or is that a fucking hearse?
Is this [Ebm] another gift or is it another curse?
Mama, please help me, I can't fucking [Db] take this shit
Voices screaming at me, I can't fucking [B] face this shit
Razor blade scars, I can't even take this shit
Pumpkins that [Ebm] I carve, razor blades to my wrist
I wanna fucking die but I know I got shit [Bbm] to prove
I'm killing everyone around me, I ain't got shit [B] to lose
Trick or treat, I'm eating pills like it's fucking candy
[Db] I'm speaking to the dead so you can't [Eb] understand me
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