Affluenza chords by Theory Of A Deadman

• Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Intro:
B E


Verse 1:
B
 At school, they made fun of my clothes
      B
Had a matching shirt and slacks, yeah, my?mom?made those
E
 Rich kids?smiling ear to ear
E
Catch 'em saying,?"Smells like broke in here"
B

 I'm getting paid, but it's hard to flex
         B
When you ain't got four zeros at the end of your checks
   E
My dad worked hard for a roof overhead
   E
He never got us gifts, he gave us love instead


Pre-Verse:
B E


Verse 2:
B
 Never spoiled, yeah, I grew up right
B
 I always dreamed of a better life, fuck
E
 Ethan Couch killing people with his Benz, yeah
E
 He got stricken with the affluenza
B
SoundCloud rapper, all silver and gold
       B
But he ain’t got enough to buy a soul
E
 Get them Yeezys and cars for cash, ha
E
Ain't got a dollar to wipe his ass


Chorus:
        B
We just buying things we can't afford and
B
Barely getting by, should we thank the Lord for
E
All the things that we don't have?
       E
We're all so broke, yeah, face the facts, yeah


Verse 3:
B
 Clippin' coupons for a family of four
B
 Minimum wage don't cut it anymore
E
 Single parents shopping clearance for a brand name
E
 So you can fit in and pretend you're doing okay
B
Never growing up poor makes you strong
B
Things are just things you won't miss when they're gone, yeah
E
 We're up against the sharp edge of a knife
    E
But tell me, hey, ain't that the life?


Chorus:
        B
We just buying things we can't afford and
B
Barely getting by, should we thank the Lord for
E
All the things that we don't have?
       E
We're all so broke, yeah, face the facts, yeah


Refrain:
B                    E
 We're all on welfare

We're all on welfare


Verse 4:
B
 Fourteen and there was nothing that could phase me
B
 When the worst thing in life was a brain freeze
E
Look, Ma, no hands on my 10-speed
E
 Ghost riding down the street by the Mickey D's
B
  I'm waving at planes like they'd see me
B
Telling wild stories like you'd ever believe me
E
 Couldn't pay a cop enough just to chase me
E
Yeah, we never had a penny when you raised me


Refrain:
B                   E
We're all on welfare

We're all on welfare
B
 Ain't that the life?

Ain't that the life, huh?
B
 Ain't that the life?
                    E
We're all on welfare

Ain't that the life?
                       E
Ain't that the life, huh?


Chorus:
        B
We just buying things we can't afford and
B
Barely getting by, should we thank the Lord for
E
All the things that we don't have?
       E
We're all so broke, yeah, face the facts
B
Diamond rings and heated floors
    B
The high life sure don't love the poor
        E
'Cause all the things that we don't have
       E
We're all so broke, yeah, face the facts


Outro:
B
 Ain't that the life?

Ain't that the life, huh?
B
 Ain't that the life?

Ain't that the life, huh?
E
 Ain't that the life?

Ain't that the life, huh?
E
 We're all on welfare
B
 Ain't that the life?

Ain't that the life, huh?
B
 Ain't that the life?

Ain't that the life, huh?
E
 Ain't that the life?

Ain't that the life, huh?
E
 We're all on welfare