The Shit That You Hate
Bomb The Music IndustryVersion1
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Chords in this song
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My telephone's been abuzz all morning
and I don't know who is trying to get through.
I did some shit that I should have done smarter,
but they get away with everything
so I thought I could get away too.
Down in the gulf there's a black sea-monster
and my crime ain't huge, a world-tattered cube
that I didn't affix with a shiny new sticker.
Go swallow the summer and choke on the fumes because
they get away with everything that they do.
So hold onto your home. It's shaky, I know, but if you flee trash will follow.
the winds that you left in your wake and you'll fall down again.
Oh, the office called. You're in deep deep trouble.
The shit you're afraid of has made you hateful
and you're letting on, tired eyes, all spiteful.
And nobody cares. We all got sorrows,
so hold onto your home and onto your hope. Sorrow don't answer problems.
Nobody cares. We're all in trouble.
The shit that you hate don't make you special.
The shit that you hate don't make you special.
The shit that you hate don't make you special. (repeat)
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Readable chord sheet for The Shit That You Hate by Bomb The Music Industry
[Fm]My tele[Am]phone's been a[Fm]buzz all [Bb]morning [Dm]and I don't know [Bb]who is [Dm]trying to get [Bb]through. [Fm]I did some [Am]shit that I [Dm]should have done [Bb]smarter, [Dm]but they get [Bb]away with [Dm]everyt[Bb]hing so I [Dm]thought I could [Bb]get away too. [Fm]Down in the [Am]gulf there's a [Fm]black sea-[Bb]monster [Dm]and my crime ain't [Bb]huge, a [Dm]world-tattered [Bb]cube that I [Fm]didn't [Am]affix with a [Dm]shiny new [Bb]sticker. [Dm]Go swallow the [Bb]summer and [Dm]choke on the [Bb]fumes because [Dm]they get away with everyt[Bb]hing that they do. [F]So hold onto your [G]home. It's shaky, I [Am]know, but if you flee [Bbm]trash will follow. the [Bb]winds that you left in your [Em]wake and you'll fall down [F]again. [Fm]Oh, the office [Am]called. You're in [Fm]deep deep [Bb]trouble. [Dm]The shit you're [Bb]afraid of has [Dm]made you [Bb]hateful [Fm]and you're letting [Am]on, tired [Dm]eyes, all [Bb]spiteful. [Dm]And nobody [Bb]cares. [Dm]We all got [Bb]sorrows, [F]so hold onto your [G]home and onto your [Am]hope. Sorrow don't [Bbm]answer problems. [F]Nobody [Am]cares. We're [Dm]all in [Bb]trouble. The [Dm]shit that you [G]hate don't [C]make you special. The [F]shit that you [Am]hate don't [Dm]make you [Bb]special. The [Dm]shit that you [G]hate don't [C]make you special. (repeat)