Usual Suspects

	  		Intro 
Em 
 I think I've lost my mind 
Em 
 I think I've lost my mind 
Em 
 I think I've lost my mind 
Em 
 I think I've lost my mind 

Verse 1:
Em 
Woke up one morning on the Sunset Strip 
       Em 
With a half-smoked blunt and some blood on my lip 
Em                       G 
Hit up Loraine for that Mary Jane 
      Em 
Man, all she had left was Menage a Twang 
Em 
Rolled in the Pink, I picked up some Cuervo 
Em 
Walking sideways, and I'm starting to swerve-o 
Em                            G 
Last night was wild, blew my money at Jumbo's 
Em 
Wine and dine, tig ol' bitties and bimbos 
Em 
Hollywood rat pack, cans in my backpack 
N.C. 
Cruise through your valley, and I'm snatching your snapbacks 
N.C. 
Huffing on some paint, and I think that I'm half-black 
N.C. 
Roll another blunt and fuck it up over this track 

 
Em 
 I think I've lost my mind 
G 
 But I'm feeling so alive 
C              D 
 What a pity, it's so pretty 
Em 
Looking through the bars and I see my city 
Em 
 I think I've lost my mind 
G 
 Yet I'm feeling so alive 
C              D 
 What a pity, it's so pretty 
Em 
 Looking through the bars and I see my city 


Verse 2:
 
    Em 
If everybody gotta be everything they wanna be 
Em 
I don't think I'd see you bitches sitting right in front of me 
Em                          G 
You can tint them windows, pack another pistol 
      Em 
This bitch was talking shit 'bout my Hollywood hits, so... 
Em 
You can come west, but you'll never be West Coast 
Em 
Doping on these motherfuckers deep in the DeSoto 
Em              G 
Oh no, tell me what you wanna be 
Em 
You can be anything but not another Three 
      Em 
I'm a holy roller, slow blunt smoker 
N.C. 
The mask on the page of a wanted poster 
N.C. 
Look into my eyes and tell me what you see 
N.C. 
The wickedness in you is the wickedness in me 


Em 
 I think I've lost my mind 
G 
 But I'm feeling so alive 
C              D 
 What a pity, it's so pretty 
Em 
Looking through the bars and I see my city 
Em 
 I think I've lost my mind 
G 
 Yet I'm feeling so alive 
C              D 
 What a pity, it's so pretty 
Em 
 Looking through the bars and I see my city 


Verse 3:
C 
 How did I let this happen? This life I can't get back from 
D 
 This fully loaded magnum; if you got some questions, ask 'em 
Em 
 I turned into a madman like Dahmer mixed with Manson 
B 
I'll take this song for ransom, make you scream my fucking anthem 
D 
 I'm knocking at your door, I'm pacing back and forth 
D 
 You better board up your windows 'cause I might start a war 
D# 
Or maybe I'm just tripping, this weed has got me spinning 
B 
 Undead until I die, so when I die, you know I'm living 

Bridge:
 
Em 
 I think I've lost my mind 
Em 
 I think I've lost my mind 
Em 
 I think I've lost my mind 
Em 
 I think I've lost my mind 


Em 
 I think I've lost my mind 
G 
 But I'm feeling so alive 
C              D 
 What a pity, it's so pretty 
Em 
Looking through the bars and I see my city 
Em 
 I think I've lost my mind 
G 
 Yet I'm feeling so alive 
C              D 
 What a pity, it's so pretty 
Em 
 Looking through the bars and I see my city 
Em 
 I think I've lost my mind 
G 
 But I'm feeling so alive 
C              D 
 What a pity, it's so pretty 
Em 
Looking through the bars and I see my city 
Em 
 I think I've lost my mind 
G 
 Yet I'm feeling so alive 
C              D 
 What a pity, it's so pretty 
Em 
 Looking through the bars and I see my city