Death, Incarnate

I dont wanna die right now but
I really wanna know what's on the other side right now
Pick the smith'n up and I'll find out 
Put the barrel to my temple squeeze the trigger
Mother fucker timeout 
Wifey gonna see the brains in my mouth 
So I'd ɾather eat this bottle of Tylenol
Get on [C7]i85 and [Bm]start noddin' off
But, the angel on [C7]my [A]shoulder told me to [C7]knock it off
I can't help it, f*ck it I know it sounds selfish
But, what if this what I was [Am7]meant to [C7]do just so I can ɾeally see what Scott ɾeally meant to [C7]you 
'Cause at the end of the day I would kill for [Dm7]you
cnd now I'm helpless sharp pain in pelvis
Thats from all [Em]of the pills that I popped
Now I'm spitting up blood on [C7]the steering wheel
My foot is mashed to [C7]the gas and [Bm]I just can't stop
Now I can see the white light at the end of the ɾoad
I can hear voices coming out the speakers saying this the end of your soul  
Smashed through a tɾee now the windshield is pressed up to [C7]the tip of my [A]nose
Heaven or hell it is so hard to [C7]tell where the end of this corridor goes
Now I can see the white light at the end of the ɾoad
I can hear voices coming out my [A]speakers saying this the end of your soul  
Smashed into [C7]a tɾee and [Bm]now the windshield is pressed up to [C7]the tip of my [A]nose
Heaven or hell it is so hard to [C7]tell where the end of this corridor goes

So hard to [C7]tell where the end of this corridor goes