Bad Memories Songtext
von Eat the Gun

When the shit hit the fanF#
And I was going down
I had to keep keep going and stand my ground
Some give up I kept a stiff upper lip
No matter what I had to get a grip

Pre If Death comes knocking at my door C# H
I′d let him in because C#
My life is such a boreH
I'd ask him what he′s got for meC#
H'd say: H
"A Pocket full of bad memories"C# H
2x bad memoriesF# C#What happend to the good times H there ain't no good times anymore"


Mr. know It all with that stupid scytheF# A H C#
Don′t know nothing from nothingE / A
Preaching the same old lies
To you really believe
I ′d through my life away?
I bet you don't come back another day

Pre Sir, would you mind leaving?
I think I′ve had enough
I anin't no bad boy
Just a diamond in the rough
I mean what′s the problem with you?
I'm so sick of the pain
You putting me through
So close the door and
Don′t ever come back
Please Mr death cut me some slack

Bad memories x2
What happend to the good times
There ain't no good times anymore