Tono: G
Introducción: D Em D Em
D
Sam, the weak accomplice
Em
He knew he had a choice
D
He always startled easily
Em
With the sound of every voice
D
A pocket full of excess
Em
They take and take and take
D
Left him with a trigger pointed
Em
Staring at his shakes
D
And it goes on
Em
And it goes on
D
She was given nothing
Em
But their selfish lack
D
They sleep with one eye open
Em
Cause they know she's coming back
D
But she will wait her turn
Em
Absent from concern
D
The furnace inside her
Em
It burns and burns and burns
D
And it goes on
Em
And it goes on
Chorus
Em D
Weaklings never practice
Am
What they preach
C
They cower down below
Em
That's what you call defeat
D
And in their darkest hour
Am
It's hard to breathe
C
We try to catch up with the world
Em
But we're so far out of reach
D Em
We're so far out of reach
D
Leaning in the dark
Em
Stands this faked man
D
Slicing her with is words
Em
Always grabbing her with his hands
D
And it goes on
Em
And it goes on
Em D
Weaklings never practice
Am
What they preach
C
They cower down below
Em
That's what you call defeat
D
And in their darkest hour
Am
It's hard to breathe
C
We try to catch up with the world
But we're so far out of reach
D
I wish I had warned you
Em
Of this broken path
D
With each step you take
Em
You know there's no turning back
Em D
Weaklings never practice
Am
What they preach
C
They cower down below
Em
That's what you call defeat
D
And in their darkest hour
Am
It's hard to breathe
C
We try to catch up with the world
Em
But we're so far out of reach
D
We try to catch up with the world
Am
We try to catch up with the world
C
We try to catch up with the world
Em
But we're so far out of reach
D
We try to catch up with the world
Am
We try to catch up with the world
C
We try to catch up with the world
Em (Deixa Soar)