Hate My Life Cifras

Theoy of a Deadman
Hate my life
Tunning: Half a step down
Tab(Chords): Pat61
Rough Strum Pattern(For Most Parts): Down Down Down Up Up Up Down
 
               D
So sick of the hobos 
                    A
Always beggin' for change 
               G
I don't like how I gotta work 
                                D
And they just sit around and get paid 
 
                  D
I hate all of the people
                     A
Who can't drive their cars
                     G
Bitch you better get out of the way 
                        D
Before I, start falling apart 
 
              D
I hate how my wife
                A
Is always up my ass
                       G
She always wants to buy brand new things
                        D
But I, don't have the cash 
 
 
                A
Well I hate my job, all my rich friends
               G                 D
I hate everyone to the bitter end
                     A                      G
Nothing turns out right, there's no end in sight 
            D
I hate my life 
 
                     D
How come I never get laid?
                 A
Nice guys always lose 
                   G
How could she have another headache? 
                            D
There's always some kind of excuse 
 
                D
I still hate my job 
             A
My boss is a dick 
                 G
I don't get paid nearly enough 
                          D
To put up with all of his shit 
 
 
--(With Distortion Use E Barre Chord)--
 
                A
Well I hate my job, all my rich friends
               G                 D
I hate everyone to the bitter end
                     A                      G
Nothing turns out right, there's no end in sight 
            D
I hate my life 
 
-Musical Interlude-
(With Distortion Using A Barre Chord)
 
Mute(Down Up Down Up)
 
D C D F# D C Sliding to the chords and repeat 6 times
 
-Musical Interlude-
 
--(With Distortion Use E Barre Chord)--
--Strum Pattern (Down(Half) Down(Half) Down(Full) Down(Half) Down(Half) Down(Full) Up(Full))--
 
                       D
I hate that I can't tell 
                  A
When a girl's underage 
                        G
And how when I tell her she's a nice piece of ass 
                                 D
Then her daddy punches me in the face 
 
                        D
So if you're pissed like me 
                                 A
Bitches here's what you've gotta do 
                       G
Put your middle fingers up in the air 
                      D
Go on and say 'Fuck you' 
 
 
                A
Well I hate my job, all my rich friends
               G                 D
I hate everyone to the bitter end
                     A                      G
Nothing turns out right, there's no end in sight 
            D
I hate my life 
 
 
               A
So much at stake
                  G
Can't catch a break
            D
I hate my life 
 
                    A
No there's nothing new
                     G
And it sucks to be you
                    D
I fucking hate my life
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