Dot Rotten, formerly known as 'Young Dot', is a grime MC and producer from Stockwell, South London. He is recognised as a genuine all-rounder, being proficient as both an MC and a producer, and consequently as one of the grime scene's best talents. Despite being from South London, he has links with artists from other areas, including East London's Griminal and Little Nasty, and being a member of the crew 'Hoodstars' who are predominantly based in West London. He was also a member of the relatively recent grime collective 'Organised Grime' (OGs). 

d       d7
Inhale exhale I?m tired of it

a9
I don?t wanna breathe

a9
I just wanna leave



am
Or I?ll be stuck here till my soul flies 

d       d7
Inhale exhale I?m tired of it



a9

I don?t wanna breathe

a9
What?s the point in being here

a9
I just wanna leave

f7
Can you show me to the pain killer killer killer
f7
I?ll be searching for a pain killer killer killer


f7
Can you show me to the pain killer killer killer
f7
I been looking for a pain killer killer killer 
g7
Overload
g7
Overload
a
They want us to do as we?re told
a
Distract us from the truth so we can lose as they grow
f
I put life on the line that?s just the way we role
am7
Head spinning heads spinning
f       g7
It?s a overload
am
You might see me behaving crazy


am
You might see me behaving road
am
Sometimes I wonder to myself what?s going on am I all on my own
asus4
Oh I?ve been feelin something?s going on around us

am9
But we jus can?t see it too many lights when the truth is needed
am9
You been playing games
a
You are planning to destroy everything we have made
a
Everything we come upon you leave it in the grave
f
Truth is I don?t wanna fly in the air
g7
The world I?m in?s collapsing why am I here
g7
I need a pain killer and time to prepare
g7
I swear 
d       d7
Inhale exhale I?m tired of it
a9
I don?t wanna breathe
a9
I just wanna leave

am
Or I?ll be stuck here till my soul flies 
d       d7
Inhale exhale I?m tired of it
a9
I don?t wanna breathe
a9
What?s the point in being here
a9
I just wanna leave
f7

Can you show me to the pain killer killer killer
f7
I?ll be searching for a pain killer killer killer
f7
Can you show me to the pain killer killer killer
f7
I been looking for a pain killer killer killer
g7
Overload
e9
Masters of the system
e9
They make the decisions
e9
We?re programmed to obey
e9
We?re programmed to listen
e9
The masses are the victims
e9
They got us in this prison
am7
So now my heads spinning heads spinning
f      g7
It?s a overload 
a
They want us to do as we?re told
a
Distract us from the truth so we can lose as they grow
f
I put life on the line that?s just the way we role
am7
Head spinning heads spinning
f       g7
It?s a overload

Overload

[intro]
F Am Dm Am A# Dm Gm C

[Verse 1]
             F 
Baby really hurt me
                Am 
crying in the taxi
                Dm
He dont wanna know me
                         Am                     A#     Dm
says you make the big mistake of dancing in my store 
Gm                  C
   Says it was poison
                 F
So I guess I go home 
          Am                     Dm
into the arms of the girl that I love
                Am 
the only love I havent screwed up
A#                  Dm
   She's so hard to please
             Gm      C  
but shes a forest fire
        F               
I do my best to meet her demands
Am
play it romance
         Dm
we slow dance in the living room
    Am                      A#
but all that a stranger would see
        Dm           Gm               C     
is one girl swaying alone stroking her cheek

[Chorus]

      F         Am            Dm 
They say, "you're a little much for me
         Am     A# 
You're a liability
          Dm         Gm    C
You're a little much for me"
               F              Am 
So they pull back make other plans
       Dm 
I understand
     Am     A# 
I'm a liability
        Dm         Gm    
Get you wild, make you leave
       C            Dm            F    A#       
I'm a little much for eh oh-na-na-na everyone

[Verse 2]
            F 
The truth is, I am toy
                Dm
that people enjoy
                Am               A#
till all of the tricks dont work anymore
Dm              Gm       C
And then they are bored of me
             
                    F
I know that its exciting
                     Am
running through the night but
              Dm                Am
every perfect summer's eating me alive
            A#    Dm
unitl youre gone
Gm          C
Better on my own

[Chorus]

      F         Am            Dm 
They say, "you're a little much for me
         Am     A# 
You're a liability
          Dm         Gm    C
You're a little much for me"
               F              Am 
So they pull back make other plans
       Dm 
I understand
     Am     A# 
I'm a liability
        Dm         Gm    
Get you wild, make you leave
       C            Dm            F    A#       
I'm a little much for eh oh-na-na-na everyone

[Outro]
             Dm           F           A#
They're gonna watch me disappear into the sun
                 Dm        F           A#
You're all gonna watch me disappear into the sun

Liability

Intro  D     Bm7   G     A     x2


Verse 1
    D                              Bm7
We never spoke a word, but every thought she had 
                         G     A Asus A
I heard from across the room 
             D                               Bm7
If we were standin' face to face I couldn't find the words 
               G               A Asus A
To say give me one more move 
        G              A             G                   A
I don't even know her name, I guess foolish pride's to blame


Chorus 
          D                        D7
Now, I'm fallin' in love as she's walkin' away
        Bm7                 F#              G                    A
And my heart won't tell my mind to tell my mouth what it should say
 D                                  D7
May have lost this battle, live to fight another day
        Bm7 A   G                              Gm
Now I'm fallin' in love as she's walkin' away


Interlude   D     Bm7   G     A     x2


Verse 2
          D                           Bm7
Wise man next to me did say 'bout the one that got away
        G                    A
Son, I missed my chance 
           D                            Bm7
Don't you let regret take place of the dreams you have to chase
     G               A
Ask her to dance, go on, son
           G                 A              G                  A
You might fall down on your face, roll the dice and have some faith


Chorus
          D                        D7
Don't be fallin' in love as she's walkin' away
           Bm7                   F#                G                    A
When your heart won't tell your mind to tell your mouth what it should say
 D                                  D7
May have lost this battle, live to fight another day
         Bm7 A   G                               Gm
Don't be fallin' in love as she's walkin' away 


Solo   D    Bm7  Bm  F#  G   A  D    D7    Bm  F# |A   D 


           G                 A              G                  A
You might fall down on your face, roll the dice and have some faith
 
          D                        D7
Don't be fallin' in love as she's walkin' away
           Bm7                   F#                G                    A
When your heart won't tell your mind to tell your mouth what it should say
 D                                  D7
May have lost this battle, live to fight another day
         Bm7 A    Bm7 A       Bm7 A       G                      G   
Don't be fallin', fallin' in, fallin' in love as she's walkin' away


Outro  (G)   Gm  Bm7  E G  Gm  D

As She's Walking Away

Intro:

Bb - F - A

F                 C
I've been feeling lonesome
F                            C
I'm down, don't know what to do
D
I let you lie to me
F
plant seeds inside
            E
to see them grow
                      F
only to leave them to die

  C
I learned my lesson
       E
I won't be forgetting
       F
I won't give my heart out
    A
with-out suspecting

Bb  F
why cry
Dm G
why cry
Bb  F
why cry
    A
for you

F                  C
I've been lost and finding
F                           C
out that I've been such a fool
D           
you thought you'd stick around
F
until the day you found
    E                    F
someone to make me obsolete

  C
I learned my lesson
       E
I won't be forgetting
       F
I won't give my heart out
    A
with-out suspecting

Bb  F
why cry
Dm G
why cry
Bb  F
why cry
Dm F
why cry
    Bb
for you... 


Guitar Solo:

Bb - F - A (2x)

  C     
I learned my lesson
       E
I won't be forgetting
       F
I won't give my heart out
    A
with-out suspecting

Bb  F
why cry
Dm G
why cry
Bb  F
why cry
Dm G
why cry
Bb  F
why cry
Dm G
why cry
Bb  F
why cry
Dm G
why cry
    A
for you

Why Cry

F Am Dm C

    F              Am            Bb          C
The skirts go up, before the wall  among the madding crowds, 
    
     F                      Am                    Dm     C
They ruin, Like the rest of ruin, the rest of us ruin
          F                      Am           Bb           C
You are a living doll riding the circle tracks  behind the walls of clocks, 
        F                      Am                   Dm     C
In your ruin, Like the rest of ruin, the rest of us ruin     

 Bb                        F         C
Traffic will slow for the crash years
 Bb                             F         C      Dm     C
There's no other show like it 'round here, as a ru-u-ule
 Bb                        F            C
Windows will roll for the crash years 
        Bb                       F         C      Dm    C
There's no other show like it 'round here, as a ru-u-ule

F Ab F Ab
# (Whistlng part)

F Am Dm C

        F                     Am               Bb            C     
Now the candle's end, you are a light turned low  and like the rest of us,
                 F            Am               Dm     C
You've got those old, eternity blues, eternity blues
      F                              Am         Bb                C
Your fingers raised, you're looking for the word, what you want is accident
            F                 Am                 Dm    C
And not the drag, spectacular view, what you can lose

 Bb                         F         C
Traffic will slow for the crash years
 Bb                            F         C      Dm     C
There's no other show like it 'round here, as a ruuuule
 Bb                         F         C
Windows will close in the crash years 

Bb                          F        C      Dm     C
    Honey child, you're not safe here, as a ru-u-ule

F Ab F Ab
# (whistling part)

Bb 

F Am Dm C

 Bb                        F         C
Traffic will slow for the crash years
 Bb                             F         C      Dm     C
There's no other show like it 'round here, as a ru-u-ule
 Bb                        F            C
Windows will roll for the crash years 
        Bb                       F         C      Dm    C
There's no other show like it 'round here, as a ru-u-ule

F Ab F Ab
# (Whistling part)

        F                   Am            Dm                  C
And the ruins the wild, the ruins the wild, tonight will be an open mic.

# (Repeat six times and end on an F)

Crash Years

INTRO:

A |---------------------|
E |--7--7--7----------- -|
C |---------------------|
G |---------------------|

VERSE 1:   

C#m          E       B      A                     C#m   E    B   A 
I’m going away to be alone I’m coming back with answers
C#m           E            B    A            C#m   E   B   A
Don’t try to call my telephone it’s disconnected
C#m           E          B       A               C#m   E   B   A
And I don’t know where I’m going but can you guide me
C#m              E        B        A              C#m   E   B   A
But if I find love where I’m going will it survive me


PRE-CHORUS 1:

C#m            B   A                         C#m         A   B
‘Cause in your own space you’re disconnected and in your own mind you’re not affected
C#m         B   A                           C#m         A   B
And in your own time you’re still attracted but in your own life


CHORUS:

A                                 C#m            B
This heart attack I’ve gotta get away not coming back
A                                 C#m                     B
I want some downtime so call me when you can and I’ll be fine


VERSE 2: [same chords as VERSE1]
I’ve found the time to be alone I don’t know what you’re asking
I’m waiting by the telephone and you’re still barking
My heart stops it isn’t… going could you revive me
I think I’m lost without knowing so come and find me


PRE-CHORUS 2:  [same chords as PRE-CHORUS1]
‘Cause in the same space we’re disconnected and in your own mind you’re not attracted
But in your own life over reacted and in your own time


{CHORUS x2}


Sometimes if we don’t go sometimes you don’t know
You don’t go I don’t go I don’t go you don’t go

C#5  B5  A5                      C#5  A5  B5
            I’ve got your back              but you don’t got mine
C#5  E5  A5                    C#5  A5  B5
            This heart attack              then I’m feeling fine


CHORUS x2

C#m          E       B    A 
I’m going away to be alone
C#m          E       B    A 
I'm going away to be alone ...............

This Heart Attack

C#                                A                   E
Mass romantic fool, wears Foster Grants, his books on tape ring true,
                               F#                          C#
Like everyone wants to say "I love you" to someone on the radio.
                                                A
His choice of hollowed stars, now the one true loves,
           E                                     F#
And author of "My Life Among the Kids Who Go to Shows".
        C#
This is not the way.

                   B
In the streetlight dawn 
F#                 C#
In the streetlight dawn 
                G#  F#  C#
this beat turns on.

C#  D#  C#  B  C#

C#                                A
Mass romantic fool, separated by sheets.
                 E
When the curtain calls
                                     F#                       C#
you speaking on the themes of stolen virtue, missing from the radio.
                                   A                  E
Now this romantic duel is into the streets. Bon appetit.
                F#
You've eaten me alive.
                    C#
You realize this is not the way.


                   B
In the streetlight dawn
F#                 C#
In the streetlight dawn 
                G#  F#  C#
this beat turns on.

C#  D#  C#  B  C#

C#                               A
Mass romantic fool, separated by sheets.
                 E
When the curtain calls
                                     F#                       C#
you speaking on the themes of stolen virtue, missing from the radio.
                                   A                  E
Now this romantic duel is into the streets. Bon appetit.
                 
You've eaten me alive.
     F#              C#
You realize this is not the way.


                    B
In the streetlight dawn
F#                  C#
In the streetlight dawn 
                 G#  F#  C#
this beat turns on.

C#  D#  C#  B  C#


B                A               E
This boy's life among the electrical lights.

Mass Romantic

Riff:
|3-----------6-------------------|3-----------6---------------|
|3-------6/8-6-----------8-------|3-------6/8-6-----------8---|
|3-------5/7-7-----------7-------|3-------5/7-7-----------7---|
|0-------------------------------|0---------------------------|
Repeat 2x


| Cm - - - | Cm - - - | Cm - - - | Cm - - - |
Here come old flattop he come grooving up slowly
He got joo joo eyeball he one holy roller

| G7 - - - | G7 - - Gb7 | F7 - - - | - - - - |
He got hair down to his knee
Got to be a joker he just do what he please

| Cm - - - | Cm - - - | Cm - - - | Cm - - - |
He wear no shoe shine he got toe jam football
He got monkey finger he shoot Coca-Cola

| G7 - - - | G7 - - Gb7 | F7 - - - | - - - - |
He say,"I know you and you know me"
One thing I can tell you is you got to be free

| Am - - G7 | F7 - G7 - |
Come together right now over me



Repeat Riff



| Cm - - - | Cm - - - | Cm - - - | Cm - - - |
He bag production he got walrus gumboot
He got Ono sideboard he one spinal cracker

| G7 - - - | G7 - - Gb7 | F7 - - - | - - - - |
He got feet down below his knee
Hold you in his armchair you can feel his disease

| Am - - G7 | F7 - G7 - |
Come together right now over me


Repeat Riff

Come Together

Intro: F

F
Under your wheels, the hope of spring
  Am
Mirage of loss, a few more things
    Dm
You left your sorrow dangling
   Bb                  C
It hangs in air like a school cheer

F
Complex notes inside the chords
    Am
On every wall inflections carved
Dm
Deep as lakes and dark as stars 
  Bb                 C         
Remember we were the volunteers.        
 
 Bb      Am                   Bb
(Oooooo) Courts knew this and nothing more
          Am                 Bb                F
(Oooooo) Now it's my rights versus yours

F
Under your wheels, your hopeless reign
Am
You fall too hard, we're up too late
   Dm
We hang suspended from the heights
  Bb                C
Until it's safer to walk here

F
Under your wheels, your chance is with
    Am
The easy call, the called-off search
    Dm
The medicine, it still won't work
            Bb                  C      
But there's dangerous levels of it here

 Bb      Am                Bb
(Oooooo) Same thing as the other time
         Am                       Gm
(Oooooo) But now it's your rights versus mine

    Bb                     F           Gm
The truth in one free afternoon
    Bb                     F   
The truth in one free afternoon

C                   Dm
Under my wheels the chance is held
Am                 Bb
Gave me to save me from myself
C                  Dm              Bb                     
Spectacles painted with my shaking hand

C                     Dm
Fingers in paints, in paints we brought
Am                       Bb
Thinking we'd leave them when we're not
C                   Dm             Bb
Flying the flags of new empires in rags

                  Gm
The new empire in rags
    Bb                F
The truth in one free afternoon
                Gm
A new empire in rags
    Bb                F
The truth in one free afternoon
                Gm
A new empire in rags
    Bb                F
The truth in one free afternoon
                Gm
A new empire in rags
    Bb                F
The truth in one free afternoon

F                       
Under your wheels, the fits and starts
    Am
The time to dabble in the arts
   Dm
To tease the packs of dogs in charge
    Bb                     C          
But kid it's all wasted on me

F
Under your wheels, the hope of spring
   Am
Mirage of loss, a few more things
    Dm
The medicine it still won't sing
    Bb                          C
But there's dangerous levels of it here

F              Am
Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo             
F                              Am        Gm
Your rights over my rights now
Eb
We came to the right place. 
F                              Am
Your rights over my rights now
F                              Am        Gm
Your rights over my rights now
Eb
We came to the right place.  
F                             Am
Your rights over my rights now
F                             Am
Your rights over my rights now
F Am F Am F

My Rights Versus Yours

G

G
A mistake on the part of nature,
G                                       C
You're so fabled, so fair, just sit anywhere,
C
I've pencil-sketched the scene,
Em                D
It's feeling byzantine
G
Mistakes on the part of nature,
G                                          C
The living proof of what they're calling love,
C
Uncertain sideways streets,
Em                             D
Where things that don't match meet

G

G                           
A mistake on the part of nature,
G                       C
You are a tall glass, a blast from the past,
C
Where things were simpler then,
Em              D
You ask exactly when
G
A mistake on the part of nature,
G                                      C
It's forgiven, moved on, won't wear my Sun-
C
day suit to walk that street,
Em                   D
That would feel byzantine

G C G D

Em                    A               D
Silhouette tell me a tall tale, go, shout it out,
C                          G
Silhouette shout from the top,
G        C
   Sweet talk, Sweet talk
G                          C 
  Your Sweet talk, Sweet talk

G C G D

G

G  
Amnesia becomes ambition,
G                           C
Ambition becomes a new sort of,
C
Try name simplicity,
Em           D  
Like always byzantine
G               
A mistake on the part of nature,
G      C
It's forgiven, move on, won't wear my Sun-
C
day suit to walk that street,
Em                   D  
That would feel byzantine

Em                    A               D
Silhouette tell me a tall tale, go, shout it out,
C                          G
Silhouette shout from the top,
G        C
   Sweet talk, Sweet talk
G                          C 
  Your Sweet talk, Sweet talk

Em                    A               D
Silhouette tell me a tall tale, go, shout it out,
C                          G
Silhouette shout from the top,
G        C
   Sweet talk, Sweet talk
G                          C 
  Your Sweet talk, Sweet talk

G C G D

G

# End it whatever way you think sounds best. We're just having fun here, after all.

Sweet Talk, Sweet Talk

D G D A D x 2

D
I been loved and I been alone
G
all my life I been a rolling stone
D
done everything a man can do
G	                       C	D
everything but get a hold on you
C			D
done everything a man can do
G	D 	A 	D
everything but get a hold on you

D
I've been blessed and I've been cursed
G
all my lies have been unrehearsed
D	
a wall of fire that I walked through
G			C	D
only trying to get a hold on you
C				D
a wall of fire that I walked through
G	D	A	D
only trying to get a hold on you

G	D	A	D

A
I saw you waiting at the gate
D
but I arrived a moment late 
A
I saw you shed a single tear
G	D	A	D
but still I can't get there from here

D
I been high and I been low
G
I been people that I don't know 
D
I been to China and to Peru

G			C    D
only trying to get a hold on you
C			D
I been to China and to Peru
G	D	A	D
only trying to get a hold on you

G	D	A	D
only trying to get a hold on you

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