Irony Of Dying On Your Birthday

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Intro
Am 6x  Dm 2x
Am 6x  Em 2x
Am 6x  Dm 2x
Am 6x  Em Am 

Verse 1
Am           Dm     Am      Em
Just know we are a speck in time
Am        Dm             Am          Em Am
So follow your bliss and destroy the beauty

Chorus
Am
I'll lock myself alone in a room
Dm
Drink until the clock strikes noon
     Am                            Em
With just a pen, a pill, and some paper
    Am
And maybe I will write a sad song
Dm
Or another cliché poem
Am                         Em
Of the person that I long to be

Verse 2
        Am           Dm
I wanna die like Jim Morrison
          Am
A fucking rock star
        Em
I wanna die like God on the cover of Time
Am           Dm
Just a blink and it's gone
        Am                   Em
So baby pour some fame in my glass
Am          Dm         Am           Em Am
So kill the forest and destroy the beauty

Chorus
Am
I'll lock myself alone in a room
Dm
Drink until the clock strikes noon
     Am                            Em
With just a pen, a pill, and some paper
    Am
And maybe I will write a sad song
Dm
Or another cliché poem
Am                         Em
Of the person that I long to be

Verse 3
       Am        Dm
Colors blind the eyes
          Am      Em
Sounds deafen the ear
         Am       Dm
Flavors numb the taste
            Am      Em
Thoughts weaken the mind
       Am                  Dm
I'll attack someone with a switchblade knife
        Am              Em
So that I can see their pain
            Am          Dm
I choose to be a serial killer
               Am              Em Am
Because the victims don't get any fame

Chorus
Am
I'll lock myself alone in a room (Just know)
Dm
Drink until the clock strikes noon
     Am                            Em
With just a pen, a pill, and some paper (We are)
    Am
And maybe I will write a sad song (A spec)
Dm
Or another cliché poem
Am                         Em
Of the person that I long to be (In time)