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Buriedfed by Miles Benjamin Anthony Robinson




                        Buriedfed 






Tuning: E A D G B E

 
Intro:
 
Dm   G     C   C/B  Am
 
C   C/B   Am
 
C                     G              Am
This is my last song about myself, about my friends
                             C  C/B  Am
Found something else to sing
C                         G
Try and patch it up with tape and twine
Am                                          C  C/B  Am
Babe, I just break everything that's mine
 
Dm
They wheeled out my casket,
             G
They said, "Boy, lay down your head"
C                       C/B           Am
I said, "Aw shit, man, I ain't even dead"
F
I won't be buried 'fore I'm..." (fed)
 
C                                  G
Well you know your friend, who's a real yo-yo
           Am                                  C
And she's always crying, and no one knows why
C/B                  Am
She's gonna be alright
C                  G
Lost her best in a fuzzy fight
Am                                                 C  C/B  Am
Wasn't even drunk, just a little tight last night
 
     Dm
They took her to the doctor
           G
To fix her heart, and heal her head
          C             C/B                 Am
She said, "Goddamn, I'm tired of being bled
F
Go save somebody else in..." (stead)
 
C                     G
Friend of mine drank something fine,
Am                                   C      C/B  Am
Choked to death before his time, last night
        C                     G
He said, "Find that thing you really need,
Am                                        C  C/B  Am
Cough it on down 'til you can't breathe, alright."
 
Dm                          G
Everyone'll be there at the burial in your head
      C       C/B          Am
And a tear or two, they'll shed
Dm                                       G
Then they're gonna go, leave you in your hole
         C       C/B     Am
And find someone else instead
F                             C  C/B    Am
Make someone else feel dead instead
 
       C                  G
Oh, he didn't like people much at all
     Am
They tasted better with alcohol, you know 
C   C/B                  Am
       How that one goes
   C                     G
He realized he'dd missed his whole life
Am                                    C      C/B  Am
Kissed his dog and shot his wife last night
 
Dm
And they pulled him to a priest,
             G
Police said, "Pray your final prayers"
          C              C/B             Am
He said, "Aw shit, man, I don't even care
F
Oh, I ain't fit and nothing's..." (fair)
 
     C                    G
They read the clue in his killin' eyes,
Am
Went and found his victim who was still alive
  C    C/B         Am
My, my, what a surprise
    C                       G
She shook the dirt from her rotten hair,
      Am                                   C
Said, "You boys are late, but I don't care
 
C/B                 Am
   Better late than never, dear."
 
 
     Dm
They took her to the prison,
    G
She sat across from him, and sighed
          C            C/B                Am
She said, "Fuck you, I wanted just to die
        Dm         G
How come you, baby boy, you
         C     C/B        Am
You can't do a damn thing right
F
 You can't do any damn thing right"
 
C   C/B   Am
 
        C              G
This is my last song I write inside
    Am                                     C     C/B  Am
I'm going out, find somewhere else to hide
C                   G
Late at night on an empty street
Am                                C  C/B  Am
Everyone I know walking beside me
 
      C              G
Well, I ain't done a damn thing right
      Am                         C
But I want one try, before I die
C/B         Am
How 'bout tonight
 
     Dm
They wheeled out my casket,
           G
They said, "Boy, lay down your head"
         C             C/B                  Am
I said, "Believe me, I wish that I was dead "
       F
But as long as I've been running
           G                          C   C/B             Am
Well, this one thing stunning is this big hole in my head
 
       F
But as long as I've been running
        F
Well, I might just be becoming
F                  C     C/B  Am
Some. One. Else. Instead
 
C  C/B   Am    (x3)
  (yeeee-ay!)  (x3)
 
         Dm        G
How come you, baby boy, you
          C         C/B         Am
You can't do a damn thing right
F            Dm             C
You can't do any damn thing right
 








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