Irked

in f# minor

By Doug Rausch

4/4    ♩= 108

featuring: the m6(9), m6(11), m(#5 9), m7(6), m9(6), & m7(6/11)

I try to make my way
Thru 1 more day
I am running late
And you are in my way 

All you care about is pay
You got the balls to say
You think you got it made
You are soulless and afraid 

My personal self won’t separate
My personal self won’t compromise
Won’t get put on no shelf can’t handle it
My personal self sees thru the lies 

So it gets banged around
Thrown on the floor
Knocked on the ground
Kicked out the door 

Today might suck
Today might sting
Today might nail the coffin shut, kill everything 

Take a look up at the sky
And wonder why
It’s a goddamn fact that everything must die

My personal self can't handle it 
My personal self not full of s**t 
But it gets banged around
Thrown on the floor
Knocked on the ground
Kicked out the door

 
1 little thing
And I’m no good
Can’t handle it
I’m behind where I started
But 1 little thing
I’m back again
I’m gonna do it this time
It’s the reason why



You say I overreact
And that I need to calm down
Well if you have the knack for that why don’t you tell me how

I got some wiring inside
Ain’t what it’s supposed to be
Can you help me to find
Outfit me with ability to be happy 

So if I lose my mind
And it all goes to hell
And I get left behind for the devil I’ll have a really good story to tell
 

1 little thing
And I’m no good
Can’t handle it
I’m behind where I started
But 1 little thing
I’m back again
I’m gonna do it this time
It’s the reason why