intro
D E A D
Each night I pray to Kurt Cobain
E A D
That the skin I'm living in won't let me die in vain
E
I'll wipe the sleep from my morning eyes
A D
It lets me know I'm still alive
E
Everyone is gonna die
A E D
Tralla, tralla, tralla
Chorus
D
Father, Son, Holy Ghost
D
Bacon, eggs, dry rock toast
A
Father, Son, Holy shit
D
Pearly gates, or firey pit
verse
I was born so far away from home
E
I forget sometimes where I'm supposed to go
A
If you could just get here somehow
D
I can feel at home right now
E A
So I can smash my own windows out
verse 2
D E
Cause I lose myself sometimes
A D
The other times I'm fine, alright
E
I still bleed when I get cut
A D
And I'm still looking for songs to trust
E A
So I can smash my own windows out
Chorus
D
Father, Son, Holy Ghost
E
Bacon, eggs, dry rock toast
A
Father, Son, Holy shit
D
Pearly gates, or firey pit
D
Father, Son, Holy Ghost
E
Bacon, eggs, dry rock toast
A
Father, Son, Holy shit
D
Pearly gates, or firey pit
D
Father, Son, Holy Ghost
E
Bacon, eggs, dry rock toast
A
Father, Son, Holy shit
D
Pearly gates, or firey pit
D
Father, Son, Holy Ghost
E
Bacon, eggs, dry rock toast
A
Father, Son, Holy shit
D
Pearly gates, or firey pit
D
Father, Son, Holy Ghost
E
Bacon, eggs, dry rock toast
A
Father, Son, Holy shit
D
Pearly gates, or firey pit