A D E
I woke up thirsty on an island in the sea
A D E
I woke up hungry with hungry colours surrounding me
A Bm E
I hit the soft spot on the soft spot on my head
A Bm E
It made me tired so I sung from my bed
F#m A D E
I'm ready to die, I'm ready to die, I'm ready to die
F#m Bm
A sword, a switchblade, any way you cut it
A C#
I'm not afraid, i know I'm going to get it
F#m A
Oh, maker of such fine products
D E
As palm trees, and the dead sea
F#m Bm
Don't pardon me, there's nothing rude
A C#
Things conclude, things conclude!
A
As I slurred that Chorus
Bm E
The ghosts got Biggie Smalls sounds like a drill
A
The death sweat suits me
F#m E
A death threat provides a thrill
A Bm A
I've seen the world, kissed all the pretty girls
D E7
I've said my goodbyes and now I'm ready to die
A
Ah.