Chords for Tedashii - Son of Sam

_ _ _ SON OF MAN, SON OF SAM _
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_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] I'm mind lost when I lost my crime
You never think this is it
You never thought you would quit
I wish this didn't exist
Two days and a new page, temptation so hard to [G] resist
What wasn't can never be missed
Keep going [Gm] and I just can't pretend
Hit 35 down to 75
Took what I robbed just then I made a right
I 45'd and my cousin high for that purple haze and that purple sprite
Got no strength, just all anger
And I can't believe this my real life
Turn the phone off, I'm about to go off
Cracked the whole time, I drove [G] all night
Then I just start sinking gas and rest
Like telling myself I'm a Christian
I feel the weight of depression, Sarah fell now I can't fight my convictions
But I got reason to question church
If they cut you off then you missing
Maybe that movie's a blessing, etiquette
Menace what I call religion
She asking me where I'm at
Crazy you gone off the map
Feel like I'm under attack
I get defensive react
I really believe that he real, but I can't ignore what I feel
My heart getting harder to heal
Guess I'll just keep it concealed
[Cm] Son of man, son of Sam
Trying to find who I am
On the gram, 100 grand
All alone, struggling
Stretch my head, rubber band
Had to plan, but I ran
Watch your man underhand
Son of man, son of Sam
Trying to find who I am
On the gram, 100 grand
All alone, struggling
Stretch my head, rubber band
Had to plan, but I ran
Watch your man underhand
Son of man, son of [Bm] Sam
[Gm]
Nostalgic, yeah Just creep
Other side, there you see it, other side
Can't believe it, see Dr.
Jack or Mr.
Hyde
Talk him back, he pass side
Apologetic for my crimes
Book a record, don't [G] rewind
Done with that, I feel like God really tell me that
He owe apologies, run me down
My only way that I'm [Gm] coming back
It's you and I move like a cul-de-sac
I wanna leave but my son is there
Playing the field like a running back
With these evil thoughts like the son of Sam
[G] _
I need hell for real
Called up BJ when we left the crib
At the show, he told me rest for real
Echo that echo, I don't chase green like a gecko
I confess all that I'm thinking, Craig told me to sit
And I know that you hurt but don't let go
I'm really trying to be free
But what if they lying to me
Panic attacks, I can't breathe
Feel like I'm dying from grief
Tell me God if you there
Certain days I don't care
Well, since Chase passed
It's hard for me to stay here
Son of man, son of Sam
Trying to find who I am
On the gram, hundred grand
All alone, struggling
[Gm] Stretch my hand, rubber band
[G] Had the plan but I ran
Watch a man underhand
Son of man, son of Sam _
[Cm] Can't decide who I am
On the gram, hundred grand
All alone, struggling
Stretch my hand, rubber band
Had the plan but I ran
Watch a man underhand
Son of man, son [N] of Sam _
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