Cifras
Pride And The Pallor

Tono: D

Introducción: G    D    E    C    

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                  G    D    G  
G                                                                      D                                                                      E                                                                         C  
Papa had a wife and kids he kept them on a leash and he bid them all to do his every deed.
G                                                              D                                                                      E                                                                            C  
When he was a kid he was treated just the same so he hid his feelings from his family.
                             G                                 D         E                                                                                    D  
Lost as an island out at sea, resistant to the gentle waves of empathy.
C                              D                                         E  
Papa and his family always on parade.
C                                                 D                                                                    E  
Tearing through the turnstiles, a weekender’s charade.
G                                 D                                    C                      D                 E  
But time will tell, as their world crumbles to hell.
                          D  
What they created was a
                C                                      E  
was a family story no one will tell.
                C                                                      E  
It’s a photo album too terrible. But the
C                                 D                         G      F#      E                                      C              D                 E  
pride and the pallor continue to swell, as the matron silently prays.
Junior resented the tradition they upheld and it ate him up inside most every day.
                  G                                              D                                              E  
"Get me out of here, someones got to save the day.”
C                                                                      D                                                         E  
The children are reminded to do it for the daddy’s sake.
B              E                                            C                      D  
And happiness is ever so far, far away.
      G    D    E    C  
                                  2:06                                                                                                                    2:08                                                 2:11
             "    ...empthy yeah"
                     G                                                      D              E                                                                                 D  
Yeah, lost as an island out at sea. Resistant to the gentle waves of empathy.
C                              D                                         E  
Papa and his family always on parade.
C                                                 D                                                                    E  
It’s just a sick calamity that fatherhood made,
G                                    D                                    C                 D                 E  
but time will tell, as their world crumbles to hell.
                        D  
What they created
                C              D                         G      F#      E  
was a family story no one will tell.
                C         D                         G      F#      E  
It’s a photo album too terrible.
                  C                                 D                         G      F#      E                                      C              D                 E  
But the pride and the pallor continue to swell, as the matron silently prays.