Lirik Lagu dan Chord Gitar Freeman - Covert Discretion

C      G        Am
Covert discretion in a hotel room
                         D
Ain't it always the same
C      G       Am
Another gig now, got an achin' head

                       D
And I'm back on display
C        G           Am                                      D
Ain't no thing though, all the fans agree, we killed it tonight
C           G     Am                                    G
Back at the hotel, watching CNN, still scared for my life
E               C     G   F
So where is the party going on?
E               C       G    F
It's no fair to make me stay alone
C        G     Am                
Down in the lobby there's a couple left
                      D
Have them buy me a round
C       G           Am
I'm your best friend I'm your superstar
                           D
Yeah I'm down with the brown
C        G        Am           
We in the bathroom let's be super cool
                          D
You gotta a little bit left
C      G            Am            
What a special thing, I'm your trophy boy
                       D
Get the fuck out my face
E           C    G    F
You will go home satisfied
E      C           G       F
I'll be blacked out for the night
C      G      Am                                        D
In the morning I can't remember, I can't remember a thing
C         G     Am
I'm on the bus now
                                             D
They won't look at me, man it's always the same
C     G     Am 
I'm a broken, why can't you see?
                           D
Can't you give me your hand?
C          G        Am                                     D
No, I'm the bad guy, don't appreciate, can't you see who I am?
E                 C   G    F
I'm on my last leg, I can't see
E                  C         G     F
I wasn't trying to blow your fantasy
C      G          Am
Another chance now, I'm on the stage again
                        D
But this time I don't fly
C            G       Am                                    D
You all just left me, just walked away. Alone up there to die.
C         G        Am                                     D
It was the next day got a couple calls making sure I'm alive
C            G        Am                  
Man you gotta end this, just walk away
                     D
Your money or your life.
E           C            G        F
So save your judgments for someone else
E              C         G          F
And be grateful I saved me from myself

F F F F

C                  A           
Fuck you all I gotta reason to live
      Dm          G
And I never gonna die
C                  A            
Fuck you all I gotta reason to live
      Dm          G
And I never gonna die
C                   A         
Fuck you all I gotta reason to live
       Dm          G
And I never gonna die
C                   A           
Fuck you all I gotta reason to live
       Dm          G
And I never gonna die