Lirik dan Chord Lagu Do the Sick - Direct Hit!

JAKARTA, KOMPAS.com - Pada 24 Juni 2016 Direct Hit! merilis sebuah lagu berjudul "Do the Sick".

Lagu tersebut menjadi trek terakhir dari 12 lagu dalam albumnya yang bertajuk Wasted Mind.

Baca juga: Lirik dan Chord Lagu Disassemble - Direct Hit!

Simak lirik dan chord lagu "Do the Sick" dari Direct Hit! di bawah ini:

[Verse]

D
Everyone's sicker than a dog in here
                D
No one's got the medicine to make it all clear
                     G
Stranger things have happened
              G
but they're certainly rare
                  A
And no one's survived em anyway
             A
so we don't fucking care
                   D
Give us a pill, pass us a drink
             D
Our hair is fucking falling out and clogging the sinks
                        G
Water on the floor like a fucking slip and slide,
                                A
So come on everybody, let's go for a ride

[Chorus]

           G
And do the sick sick, throw up, roll around in the muck
                            D
Yeah it's the dance that we do to get fucked
                        G
Everyone's too gross to get unstuck,
                                     A
And no we're not the kind of people with any kind of luck

[Bridge]

                      D
Beating on each other
                D
with our fists and our wrists
G                  A             D
just to get our pounding heads to stop
             D
Lying to each other
                       G
that tomorrow will be better when we know
A                       D
damn well we're fucked
                     D
Fuck

[Interlude]

D G A (x2)

[Chorus]

           Bm
We'll do the sick sick
                   Bm
til we're all deep in the ground
                    D
And trash with the worms and their friends
                     Bm
Rolling in our graves til the fucking world ends
                                 G
No one can avoid it, we're not making amends

[Verse]

           D
Everyone's sicker than a dog in here
                D
No one's got the wherewithal to make it all clear
                 G
If anybody had a clue
                          G
we'd work out a plan,
               A
But it's easier to think of ways to laugh it off instead
                      D
Gimme a pill, pass me a drink
                   D
It's an easier solution than to actually think
                          G
Our hair is falling out and clogging the sinks
                       A                           
And the waste has piled up to the point where it stinks

[Chorus]

                          G
And do the sick sick, throw up, roll around in the muck
                    D
Yeah it's the dance that we do to get fucked
                  G
Everyone's too gross to get unstuck,
                             A
And no we're not the kind of people with any kind of luck

[Outro]

                    D
So we're beating on each other
                    D
with our fists and our feet
G
just to try
A                         D
and get a minute of sleep
                  D
When if we'd all get along
         D
sing a couple of songs
G                  A                    D
we'd slow the sprint toward death to a creep
          D
Beating on each other
                  D
with our fists and our wrists,
G                   A              D
just to get our pounding heads to stop
D   
Lying to each other that
G
tomorrow will be better when we know
A                     D
damn well we're fucked.