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Аккорды к песне ​Juice WRLD — Burn

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[Verse 1] 
Am                                      F 
   I can take one Percocet, start tonight off, I just took a 60 
                                Dm 
Burberry on me, shoot you in your back, you just got Pretty Ricky 
                                C 
I tie the Chanel runners then I get back to running the city 
          E                              Am 
And I know that it's hell coming, I ain't worried, my niggas, they with me 
                                 F 
Gotta put the narcotics down, I can feel 'em fucking up my kidney 
                                         Dm 
And punching my liver, if I let it kill me, my mama will never forgive me 
                                              C 
Ain't numbing my feelings, if I let it kill 'em, my baby will never forgive me 
            E                         Am 
This remind me of hell, sometimes I wonder if that's where God really sent me 
  
  
[Chorus] 
                       F 
Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn 
                       Dm 
Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn 
                          C 
I pray to God for some water, to wash down these Percs 
          E              Am 
I been cursed since birth, guess I never learn 
                       F 
Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn 
                       Dm 
Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn 
                          C 
I pray to God for some water, to wash down these Percs 
          E              Am 
I been cursed since birth, guess I never learn 
  
  
[Verse 2] 
Am 
The truth hurts, let it bleed out 
               F 
If they hurt you, let 'em leave 
                               Dm 
My heart hurtin', let me bleed out, only way I'll find peace 
                           C 
I'm tryna get set free, but these chains on me 
        E 
Choke me, I can't breathe 
      Am 
What's reality? 
                              F 
Uh, detached from myself, uh-huh, numb the pain with my wealth 
                          Dm 
Uh, a bag from Chanel, match the double        C on my belt, uh 
                       C 
Bands in my pants, I barely be holdin' my pants up 
           E 
But the money ain't the answer 
Am 
   I'm just tryna reach some new highs 
                  F 
Mix this with that, bet it feel nice 
  
Codeine, only sip if I got ice 
                        Dm 
Look my girl in her eyes, tell her I won't die 
  
I fell asleep too deep that one time 
                C 
Woke up to your cry, girl, I'm fine 
                   E 
But I lied, in the dream, I wasn't gon' wake up this time 
  
  
[Chorus] 
Am                            F 
   Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn 
                       Dm 
Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn 
                          C 
I pray to God for some water, to wash down these Percs 
          E              Am 
I been cursed since birth, guess I never learn 
                       F 
Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn 
                       Dm 
Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn 
                          C 
I pray to God for some water, to wash down these Percs 
          E              Am 
I been cursed since birth, guess I never learn 

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