Train Food chords

[CHORUS]
I remember I had [F]walked home that day
[F]Content with all my misery
[F]Told myself it'd get better, no [F]clue what there was next for me
[F]Remember there was people, walkin', [F]talkin' in the distance
I was [F]dressed for winter weather
But the [F]summer rays were kissing me, [F]Iâ
I was [F]lost

(Repeat the same chord & pattern until the verse starts)

[VERSE 1]

So I took a different path
In the [F]distance he awaited me
[F]Had no weapon, I'm guessin' his [F]hands were just enough for me
[F]Was no question, I'm guessin' he [F]laughed just at the sight of me
I was [F]lost

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[CHORUS]
I remember I had [F]walked home that day
[F]Content with all my misery
[F]Told myself it'd get better, no [F]clue what there was next for me
[F]Remember there was people, walkin', [F]talkin' in the distance
I was [F]dressed for winter weather
But the [F]summer rays were kissing me, [F]I
I was [F]lost

(Continue pattern until Verse)

[VERSE 2]
And [F]there he was, his [F]presence was alarming
[F]As he approached, was casual, we talk 'bout self-harming
[F]He told me, "Kid, you shouldn't be [F]walkin' on your own"
He smiled and [F]laughed, and pat my back
He asked, "[F]How far are you from home?"
I said,[F] "Maybe [F]30 minutes"
His [F]frequency distorted quick, I [F]seen it in his image
I [F]should've run right fucking there, aâ

[Instrumental Interlude]
(continue progression until verse)

[VERSE 3]
You ever woke up on a [F]train track, with no [F]motherfuckin' clothes on?
[F]Death before your eyes, you prayin' to [F]God, but ain't no response
[F]Tryna scream for hope, just a [F]shoulder that you can lean on
[F]But ain't nobody comin', so you [F]scream on and scream on and [F]scream on
While [F]this evil fuck laugh at you
[F]Train getting closer, you [F]still surprised that he battered you
[F]Tears falling harder and [F]harder, minutes get minuscule
[F]Could've had a son or a daughter, now what you finna do?
[F] ...You finna [F]die here on this train track
[F]'Cause clearly after death, ain't no [F]way you can find your way back
[F]Thinking 'bout your previous [F]memories, going way back
[F]All them fucking dreams 'bout a [F]diamond chain and a Maybach
[F] ...Now your [F]time finally up
Ask [F]yourself this final question, is you going [F]down or up?
[F]Recollectin' all the moments that you [F]never gave a fuck
Now it's [F]here, death has now arrived, [F]time's finally up