Philosopher King Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[Dm][Am][Dm][F][Dm][Am][F][Am][Dm][Am][Dm][F]
[Dm][Am][Dm]
Dry [Em]crossing up the

[Verse 1]
[Dm]holy five hate
[Am]Your cousi[Dm]n is my ho[C]bby free[Bb] throw[Dm]
I'd toss my calling card
[Am]But [Dm]I'd hate to make a b[C]aby feel s[Bb]low,
[Dm]nope, bro
There's [Am]lots [Em]of an

[Verse 2]
[Dm]swers to shit
Like the numbing that you [C]feel is [Bb]real,
then pain [Dm]grows
You'll get [Am]for w[Dm]hat you [Am]asked
[Dm]Patience is the [Am]lane [Dm]I mate [Bb]with case [Dm]closed

[Verse 3]
[Dm]If I fall, will yo[C]u be there
to [Bb]catch me now?
Catch me now or
[Dm]If I fall, will yo[C]u be there
to [Bb]show me how
Show me [Am]how I've f[F]allen?
[Am]

[Interlude 1]
[F][C][Am][F][C][Em][Am]

[Verse 4]
All [F]cranky in a [Am]blanket with
a lazy [C]eye[Am]
Same pi[F]geon that [Am]was
shitting on the other guy
[F]Why [C]your [Am]fitness need a [C]witness?[Am]
I [F]too [Am]can cook a bunch of little meals

[Interlude 2]
[Am]

[Verse 5]
Friend, make [Am]my li[Bb]fe[Am]

[Verse 6]
I picked 'em up and clipped their hype
It's was the tamest type the
little bitch couldn't [Bb]listen[Am]
I flipped it up and twisted night
Into a padded white room,
bitch named [Bb]Kristen
[F]I

[Verse 7]
will run laps [Am]around you, around you
[C]Go on, try, tug [G]me [Bdim]back to
you, but I'll [Dm]fly[F]
Guess they were right,
no way [C]to drag your body and make up the [Am]time
So I'll focus on mine,
not gonna [Em]hold me [C]down I'm [G]leaving you [C]be [F]hind
[C]Won't say

[Verse 8]
[Am]that you're better
[F]Won't sel[Am]l you a better lie[F]
[Am]Won't tell you etcetera
[F]Won't say[Am] that you're doing fine

[Verse 9]
[F]If your life never tur[C]ns aro[Bm]und
[Em]An d[C] if [G]you sh[F]ould die to
[C]morrow or the [Bm]week after [G]nex[Em]t
I [F]know that I will [C]be safe and [Em]sound
I [C]won't [F]be there cle[C]aning
[G]up [Bm]all the mess
[G][Em]

[Verse 10]
[Am]
All cranky in a blanket with a lazy eye
Same pigeon that was shitting on
the [F]other [Am]guy
[F]Why [C]your [Am]fitness need a witness?
[F]I t[Am]oo can [F]cook[C] a[F]
bunch of little [Am]meals

[Verse 11]
I felt my [Am]body craving
The oxygen from ancient
wasteland [Bb]aching
[Am]I wanna be the man with the bacon
Make a light reveal the only
stake in
[F]Fakeness, fucked

[Verse 12]
I will [F]run laps [Am]around you, around you
[C]Go on, try, tug [Bm]me b[Bdim]ack to you,
but I'll [F]fly[Dm]
Guess they [F]were right,
no way [C]to drag your body and make up the [Am]time
So I'll focus on mine,
not gonna [Em]hold me [C]down I'm [G]leaving you be[F]hind