Hallucinations

	  		Hey everyone here's a first for me, a song that's directly from the source! 
They (the Bumpin Uglies) would have their guitars tuned down half a step and play the chords that 
are a half step higher than these, but I translated them to standard tuning for ease. Enjoy! 

Verse:  C# - F - A#m - F# (G# before the Chorus) 
Chorus:   C# - F - C# - A#m - F# 
          C# - F - D#m - F# - G# 


Verse 
Chorus 
Verse 
Chorus 
Outro (Verse chords) 

Intro: C# - F - A#m - F# 


VERSE 
----- 
C#                                 F 
Really not exceptional, pretty average I must say              
 A#m                                F# 
My attentions always deficit but my life resides in the grey 
C#                             F 
I rarely follow through but my intentions they are pure 
A#m                                 F# 
I've had my heart broken and I've broken some before 
 C#                              F 
My friends are far from perfect but they back me in this war 
 A#m                             F# 
I may not always have a bed but I'll always have a floor 
 C#                                F 
Sometimes I try to predict how the future will unfold 
 A#m                              G# 
Then I realize I don't care, it'll be far more fun to behold 
  

Chorus 
------ 
C#                F    C#              A#m   F# 
These hallucinations, they're whiskey induced 
C#                      F      D#m           F#  G# 
And I'm looking for an answer that needs no proof 
C#                F         C#             A#m   F# 
So I'll play the game, though I hate all the rules 
C#               F        D#m                  F#   G#       
Cause I've got nothing, so I've got nothing to lose 


VERSE 
----- 
 C#                             F 
Fighting my own inadequacies, they consume me I can not break free 
A#m                               F# 
My mom always told me to believe so I'll just breathe, wait and see 
C#                                    F 
Because there's always someone cooler, there is always someone better. 
A#m                                 F# 
Always gonna be a cat that makes a little bit more cheddar 
C#                       F 
But that's ok with me. That's just the way it is. 
A#m                             F# 
One day I will be dead and all this shit will be relative.  
C#                               F 
Because a boy is born, grows into a man. Dreams are steeped on by anyone who can. 
A#m                                G#   
I'm showing anyone my back hand. Fuck the naysayers I'm sticking to my plan 


 Chorus 
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C#                F    C#              A#m   F# 
These hallucinations, they're whiskey induced 
C#                      F      D#m           F#  G# 
And I'm looking for an answer that needs no proof 
C#                F         C#             A#m   F# 
So I'll play the game, though I hate all the rules 
C#               F        D#m                  F#   G#    C# 
Cause I've got nothing, so I've got nothing to lose 

F# - G# (plucked bass notes) 
C# - F - A#m - F# 

VERSE 
----- 
C#                             F 
These hallucinations, they're whiskey induced 
A#m                           F# 
And I'm looking for an answer that needs no proof 
C#                            F 
And I will play the game, though I hate all the rules 
 A#m                        F#                                 
Cause I----, I got nothing to lose 
  C#                      F 
Nothing to lose, I got nothing to lose 
A#m                         F# 
Nothing nothing nothing, I got nothing to lose 
C#                         F 
Nothing to lose, I got nothing to lose 
A#m                                       F#       G#  C# 
Nothing nothing nothing nothing, I got nothing to lose