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Do The Sick chords

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[Intro]

N.C.
Burning parts, boils too, we've got a fucking fever of a hundred-and-two

[Verse]

D
Everyone's sicker than a dog in here
D
No one's got the medicine to make it all clear
G
Stranger things have happened, but they're certainly rare
        A
And no one's survived em anyway, so we don't fucking care
D
Give us a pill, pass us a drink
D
Our hair is fucking falling out and clogging the sinks
G
Water on the floor like a fucking slip and slide, 
        A
So come on everybody, let's go for a ride

[Chorus]

            G
And do the sick sick, throw up, roll around in the muck
               D
Yeah it's the dance that we do to get fucked
      G
Everyone's too gross to get unstuck, 
              A
And no we're not the kind of people with any kind of luck

[Bridge]

D
Beating on each other with our fists and our wrists
        G                 A        D 
just to get our pounding heads to stop
                                                          G
Lying to each other that tomorrow will be better when we know 
      A          D
damn well we're fucked
D
Fuck

[Interlude]

D G A (x2)

[Chorus]

              Bm 
We'll do the sick sick til we're all deep in the ground 
           D
And trash with the worms and their friends
Bm
Rolling in our graves til the fucking world ends
    G
No one can avoid it, we're not making amends

[Verse]

D
Everyone's sicker than a dog in here
D
No one's got the wherewithal to make it all clear
    G
If anybody had a clue, we'd work out a plan, 
          A
But it's easier to think of ways to laugh it off instead
D
Gimme a pill, pass me a drink
D
It's an easier solution than to actually think
     G
Our hair is falling out and clogging the sinks
         A
And the waste has piled up to the point where it stinks

[Chorus]

            G
And do the sick sick, throw up, roll around in the muck
               D
Yeah it's the dance that we do to get fucked
      G
Everyone's too gross to get unstuck, 
              A
And no we're not the kind of people with any kind of luck

[Outro]

          D
So we're beating on each other with our fists and our feet 
         G            A           D
just to try and get a minute of sleep
D               
When if we'd all get along, sing a couple of songs, 
                G             A          D
we'd slow the sprint toward death to a creep
D
Beating on each other with our fists and our wrists, 
         G                A        D
just to get our pounding heads to stop
                                                          G
Lying to each other that tomorrow will be better when we know 
      A                D
damn well we're fucked.

            
            
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