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All My Friends Are Nobodies

Zebrahead

2 acessos

Am F C G Am F Am F Am F C G Am F C G   [Verse 1] Am                        F To all my friends who are just like me C                  G Another cog in the big machine Am                    F Another victim of the industry C                  G It just don’t mean nothing to me Am                  F To all the lost who have had enough C                     G To everybody that has given up Am                     F Life is tough, are you tough enough? C                  G It just don’t mean nothing to me   [Pre-Chorus] C Got a belly full of that pesticide C Yeah, ain’t it cool? We were born to die C Halleluja! Chica chica ride C Gonna full ya with them white lines   [Chorus]           Am                 F To all my friends who’ve had enough               C                    G If you should fall, we’ll pick you up           Am                    F To all my friends who’ve had it rough               C                    G If you should fall, we’ll pick you up                Am  F  C  G We’ll pick you up   [Verse 2] Am                        F To all my friends who are just like me C                     G Another face, another nobody Am                     F Lies are cheap but the truth ain’t free C                  G It just don’t mean nothing to me Am                         F To all the ones who aren’t good enough C                       G To everybody that don’t measure up Am                     F Life is rough, are you rough enough? C                  G It just don’t mean nothing to me   [Pre-Chorus] C Got a belly full of that pesticide C Yeah, ain’t it cool? We were born to die C Halleluja! Chica chica ride C Gonna full ya with them white lines   [Chorus]           Am                 F To all my friends who’ve had enough               C                    G If you should fall, we’ll pick you up           Am                    F To all my friends who’ve had it rough               C                    G If you should fall, we’ll pick you up                Am  F  C  G  C We’ll pick you up   [Interlude] Bb  F  C  Bb  F  G   [Bridge] C Smoke em if ya got em C Cuz we're not to be forgotten C A broke future don't mean our hearts gotta turn rotten C Our backs tied to a land slide got us crawling C Callin’ out to the lost and the fallen   [Outro]           Am                  F To all my friends who’ve had enough                C                   G If you should fall, we’ll pick you up            Am                 F To all my friends who’ve had enough               C                    G If you should fall, we’ll pick you up           Am                    F To all my friends who’ve had it rough               C                    G If you should fall, we’ll pick you up                Am  F  C  G We’ll pick you up                Am  F  C  G  C We’ll pick you up

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