Chords and Lyrics Theory of a Deadman - Rx (Medicate)
Artist : Theory of a Deadman
Song : Rx (Medicate)
Intro : Em G D A
Verse :
Em
Wake up to a cloudy day
G
Dark rolls in and it starts to rain
D
Staring out to the cage-like walls
A
Time goes by and the shadows crawl
Em
Crushin' candy crushin' pills
G
Got no job, mom pays my bills
D
Textin' ex's get my fill
A
Sweatin' bullets, Netflix-chills
Em
World's out there singin' the blues
G
Twenty more dead on the evening news
D
Think to myself "really, what's the use?"
A
I'm just like you, I was born to lose
Pre Chorus :
Em G
Why oh why can't you just fix me?
D
When all I want's to feel numb
A
But the medication's all done
Em G
Why oh why does God hate me?
D
When all I want's to get high
A
And forget this so-called life
Chorus :
Em
I am so freakin' bored
G
Nothin' to do today
D A
I guess I'll sit around and medicate (medicate)
Em
I am so freakin' bored
G
Nothing to do today
D A
I guess I'll sit around and medicate (medicate)
Verse :
Em
Can't wait to feel better than I ever will
G
Attack that shit like a kid on Benadryl
D
Chase it down with a hopeful smile
A
Hate myself, if I can go for miles
Em
They say family's all you need
G
Someone to trust can help you breathe
D
Inhale that drug, but you start to choke
A
You follow the outs of an inside joke
Pre Chorus :
Em G
Why oh why can't you just fix me?
D
When all I want's to feel numb
A
But the medication's all done
Em G
Why oh why does God hate me?
D A
'Cause I've seen enough of it, heard enough of it, felt enough of it
Had enough of it!
Chorus :
Em
I am so freakin' bored
G
Nothin' to do today
D A
I guess I'll sit around and medicate (medicate)
Em
I am so freakin' bored
G
Nothing to do today
D A
I guess I'll sit around and medicate (medicate)
C
Medicate
A
Medicate
C
Medicate
A
Medicate
Instrumental : Em G D A
Verse :
Em
Superman is a hero
G
But only when his mind is clear though
D
He needs that fix like the rest of us
A
So he's got no fear when he saves that bus
Em
All the stars in the Hollywood Hills
G
Snapchat live while they pop them pills
D
All those flavors of the rainbow
A
Too bad that **** don't work though
Em
Your friends are high right now
G
Your parents are high right now
D
That hot chick's high right now
A
That cop is high right now
Em
The president's high right now
G
Your priest is high right now
D
Everyone's high as **** right now
A
And no one's ever coming down
Chorus :
Em
I am so freakin' bored
G
Nothin' to do today
D A
I guess I'll sit around and medicate (medicate)
Em
I am so freakin' bored
G
Nothing to do today
D A
I guess I'll sit around and medicate (medicate)
Outro : D
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