Righteous taby ukulele według Juice WRLD

Intro: Am  G  F 
        Am  G  F 

I will
I will
I will
Oh, uh

( Am )

G                                 F
All white Gucci suit, I'm feeling righteous (yeah)
                                  Am
I know that the truth is hard to digest

(Yeah)

G                       F
Five or six pills in my right hand (yeah, yeah)
                             Am
Codeine runneth over on my nightstand
G                                 F
Taking medicine to fix all of the damage
                         Am
My anxiety the size of a planet (oh)
G                 F
Holes in my skull, over time

My heart's over ice (whoa)
Dm        F
Over ice, I'm freezing
Am            G
Beautiful eyes, deceiving
Dm      F
We may die this evening
Am               G          
Coughing, wheezing, bleeding
D             F
High, I'm an anxious soul
Am                 G
Blood moons are my eyes, stay low
Dm           F
Red and black, they glow
Am          G
Under attack, in my soul
Dm                F
When it's my time, I'll know
Am               G
Never seen a hell so cold (Yeah)
Dm                F    
We'll make it out, I know
Am                               G        Am
We'll run right through the flames, let's go
G                                 F
All white Gucci suit, I'm feeling righteous (yeah)
                               Am
I know that the truth is hard to digest (yeah)
 G                      F
Five or six pills in my right hand (yeah)
                           Am
Codeine runneth over on my nightstand
G                                 F
Takin' medicine to fix all of the damage
                        Am
My anxiety the size of a planet (yeah, ooh)
G                  F                              Am
Holes in my skull, over time My heart's over ice (woah)
    G      F
I'm in too deep
                Am
Can't swim like me

G              F
We're drowning
          Dm
So I will see
  F           Am    G     Dm
My demons ten feet, under me
        F                    Am
Inhale, exhale, but I can't breathe
         G                            Dm
Too busy drinking codeine doin' high speeds
           F                                   Am
Crash, pour a four, sip it slow, make the time pass
                    G               Dm   
Take a pill for the thrill, have a relapse
           F                   Am 
Devil in my head tryna run gym laps
              G                                Am
I ain't tryna race, he don't even know me like that

G                                 F
All white Gucci suit, I'm feeling righteous (yeah)
                                  Am
I know that the truth is hard to digest

(Yeah)

G                       F
Five or six pills in my right hand (yeah)
                             Am
Codeine runneth over on my nightstand
G                                 F
Taking medicine to fix all of the damage
                         Am
My anxiety the size of a planet (oh)
G                 F
Holes in my skull, over time

My heart's over ice (whoa)

Over ice (whoa)

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( Am  G  F )
( Dm  F  Am  G )
( Dm  F  Am  G )