Miles Benjamin Anthony Robinson - Buriedfed

There's always a walk up or down between Am and C, the lyrics are not completely 
correct, corrections welcome

Intro:

Dm   G     C      C/B      Am  (walk up to C)
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
Maybe I'll 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 for I'm...

My friend, who's a real yo-yo
She's always crying, and no one knows why
She's gonna be alright
Lost her past in a fuzzy fire
Wasn't even drunk, just a little tired last night

And they took her to the doctor
To fix her heart, and heal her head
She said, "Goddamn, I'm tired of being polite
Go save somebody else"

Friend of mine drank something fine,
Choked to death before his time, last night
He said, "I found that thing you really need"
Come on, you can't breathe allright

Dm                                                             G
Everyone'll be there at the burial in your head
C                 C/B               Am
And a tear or two, they shed
Dm                                                             G
Then they're gonna go digging in your hole
C                 C/B               Am
And find someone else instead

F
Make someone else feel dead instead


Oh, he didn't like people much at all
Tasted better with alcohol
You know how that one goes
He realized he d miss his whole life
Kissed his dog and shot his wife last night

And they pulled him to a preacher
He said, "Pray your final prayers"
He said, "Aw shit, man, I don't even care
Oh, I ain't fitting in"

Reckless ruin is killing high
A great, fine victory we're still alive
My, my, what a surprise
You got home late, I don't care
Better late than never, dear

They took her to the prison
Sat across from him, and sighed
She said, "Fuck you, I wanted just to die
How come you, baby boy, you
You can't do a damn thing right
You can't do any damn thing right"

This is my last song I write inside
Going out, find somewhere else to hide
Late at night on an empty street
Ain't anyone I know walking beside me

I ain't done a damn thing right
But oh, I'll try, before I die
How 'bout tonight

They wheeled out my casket,
They said, "Boy, lay down your head"
I said, "Believe me, I wish that I was dead"
But as long as I've been running
While this world exploded in this big hole in my head

F
But as long as I've been running
F
Well, I might just keep it coming
F
To someone else instead

C  C/B   Am C/B  C (several times)

Oh, you, baby boy, you
You can't do a damn thing right
Am                C/B                    C
You can't do any damn thing right

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