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D G C Em G D
Yeah Yeah Yeah
D G C Em G D
Yeah Yeah Yeah
G C
Calling all demons, this is the season
Em D
Next stop is therapy
G C
We're the retarded and the broken hearted
Em D G
The season of misery
G C
Here's to the wasted, I can almost taste it
Em D
The rejects, the wastes of times
G C
Gonna take it further, get away with murder
Em D G
And no one here is getting out alive
C G
Here's to all God's losers ra da da di
C D
The bottom-feeders frenzy
C G
Here's to all bloodsuckers sing along with me
C
Cause we don't say no
D
Scream one, two, three
D G C Em G D
Yeah Yeah Yeah
D G C Em G D
Yeah Yeah Yeah
C
We're too old to be misbehaved
G
We sold our souls and so ashamed of ourselves
C
So we wait for this judgment day
D
Write me a letter and send it to my grave, yeah
F D C G C G C
F D C G C G C
All fucked up beyond intervention
F D C G C G C
Fuck the world this is my revolution
F D C G C G C
Long lost souls and living in cages
F D C G C G C
I'm on a bender it's one for the ages
C
I've got the urge
F
To binge and surge
C
The tables turn
D
To crash and burn
F D C G C G C
Julianna homicide
F D C G C G C
Make my demons come to life
F D C G C G C
Well, Julianna homicide
F D C G C G C
Oh, won't you be my blushing bride?
F D C G C G C
I chopped me a line of my best friends ashes
F D C G C G C
Dust to dust when the red light flashes
F D C G C G C
What the fuck does OK stand for?
F D C G C G C
When the afterlife is only worth dying for
C
I've got the urge
F
To binge and surge
C
The tables turn
D
To crash and burn
F D C G C G C
Julianna homicide
F D C G C G C
Make my demons come to life
F D C G C G C
Well, Julianna homicide
F D C G C G C
Oh, won't you be my blushing bride?
Alright
F G C
Well, California's burning to the ground
F G C
And Julianna walks on holy ground
F G C
Where there's smoke there's fire burning out the lights
F G C
Cause California's burning down tonight
Tonight
G C
Calling all demons, this is the season
Em D
Next stop is therapy
G C
We're the retarded and the broken hearted
Em D G
The season of misery
G C
Here's to the wasted, I can almost taste it
Em D
The rejects, the wastes of times
G C
Gonna take it further, get away with murder
Em D G
And no one here is getting out alive
C G
Here's to all God's losers ra da da di
C D
The bottom-feeders frenzy
C G
Here's to all bloodsuckers sing along with me
C
Cause we don't say no
D
Scream one, two, three
D F G
Way, carried away, carried away, carried away
D F G
Way, carried away, carried away, carried away
D F G
Way, carried away, carried away, carried away
D F G
Way, carried away, carried away, carried away
D F G
Way, carried away, carried away, carried away