Bm A E
Took a fuckin' sip from my ash can
Bm A E
It didn't bother me too much
Bm A E
I spit another tooth in the trash can
Bm A E
I gave up on keepin' me in intact
C#m
When I
G#m
Go out
A E
It ain't gonna hurt at all
A
A choir of angels
E
Euthanasia
Bm A E
Behold, a sober moment
Bm A E
Too short, and far between
Bm A E
I should crack one open
Bm A E
To celebrate being clean
C#m
When I
G#m
Go out
A E
It ain't gonna hurt at all
A
An end to anger
E
Euthanasia
C#m
When I
G#m
Go out
A E
It ain't gonna hurt at all
A
Familiar stranger
E
Euthanasia
They say it's painless
Euthanasia
Composição de Louis Bell/Austin Post