Cifra Club

Kevin

Macklemore & Ryan Lewis

Cifra: Principal (violão e guitarra)
Selo Cifra Club: esta cifra foi revisada para atender aos critérios oficiais da nossa Equipe de Qualidade.
tom: C
       C
I seen pain, I felt the losses
         F
Attended funerals and seen coffins
                 Em
Twenty-one years old, an angel was lost here
      D5
Wings clipped by the grip of 80 milligram sniffs of
C
Oxycontin everyday through the nostrils
F
Never went away, never does it stop there
Em
Death a line or two away and a couple tall cans
D5
  Cause you never know when God is gonna call, man
C
Precious, what we all share
F
I said peace at 5:30, the next time that I saw him 
           Em
Was in the hands of the pallbearer
                         D5
What if I would've never gone and dropped him off there?
                             C 
Blaming myself, in hysterics, screaming "It's not fair!"
                            F         
Twenty-one years old with a book of rhymes he was gonna recite to the globe
     Em
Only thing to numb the pain besides that shit in his nose
       D5
He was gonna quit tomorrow, we're all gonna quit tomorrow
N.C.
Just get us through the weekend, and then Monday follows
N.C.
Then it's Wednesday, then it's "fuck it, I'm already feeling hollow"
N.C.
Might as well go crack a seal and might as well go chug a bottle
N.C.
Might as well go pop a pill and go and band-aid that problem
     C
And escape this world, vacate this world
      F
Cause I hate myself
                             Em    D5
No praying's gonna cure this pain


[Chorus 1]
       C      F                       Em            D5
Doctor please, give me a dose of the American Dream
    C                           F
Put down the pen and look in my eyes
Em                         D5
  We're in the waiting room and something ain't right
C     F     Em                   D5
               All this is on you, we're overprescribed


[Verse 2]
C
  For me and Kev
   F
He went up in jail, institutions are dead
         Em
And with our lives, we play Russian Roulette
           D5
And try to find a life where we could be content
          C
Cause for us, we're just trying to minimize
    F
The fear of being alive
           Em
And now my little brother is in the sky
       D5
From a pill that a doctor prescribed
                    C
That a drug dealing billion dollar industry supplied
             F
And the cops never go and profile at night
                Em
Yeah, the, the, the orange plastic with the white top they sell to you
D5
Has us looking for the answers and that instead of you
C
Quick fix, whatever'll do, we just gonna neglect the truth
F
Because a doctor with a license played God and said it's cool
N.C.
Played God and said it's cool
N.C.
But me? I don't blame Kev or his mom freebasing while pregnant with him
N.C.
I blame the pharmacy companies
N.C.
And country that spends trillions fighting the war they supplying themselves
N.C.
Politicians and business and jail
N.C.
Public defenders and judges who fail
N.C.
Look at Kevin, look at Kevin
N.C.
Now he's wrapped in plastic
N.C.
First dealer was his mom's medicine cabinet
N.C.
Got anxiety, better go and give him a Xanax
N.C.
Focus, give him Adderall, sleep, give him Ambien
N.C.
'Til he's walking 'round the city looking like a mannequin
N.C.
Ups and downs, shooting up prescriptions you're handing him
N.C.
So America, is it really worth it? I'm asking you


[Chorus 2]
       C      Em                       Am            F
Doctor please,  give me a dose of the American Dream
    C                           Em
Put down the pen and look in my eyes
Am                         F
  We're in the waiting room and something ain't right
C     Em    Am                    F
               All this is on you, we're overprescribed
C  Am  C  F


[Outro]
C                      Am
  Doctor, your medicine and your methods
C                      F
  Can't cure my disease without killing me
C                  Am
  You're killing me, you're killing me
C                   F
  You're killing me, you're killing me
C                      Am
  Doctor, your medicine and your methods
C                      F
  Can't cure my disease without killing me
C                   F
  You're killing me, you're killing me
Em                  F
  You're killing me, you're killing me
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