Tom: F
Introdução:
Dm
Labors of commitment
Bb
Blood of his arms
Dm
A growing sense of duty
Bb
But in his song he's
F C Dm
screaming out Insuficient
Bb
he just falls further
C
behind Principles
Am
purpose tradition
Bb
time Weigh heavy on
Gm
this guilty mind
F Dm
With astray
F
Blind in rage
A
awar he'll
Bb F
wage on grieving
C A
Another no one hanging
Bb Dm
from the ceiling
F
Because only the
A
extreme makes an
Bb F
impression When
C
drowning in
A
the mainstream
Dm Bb
One at the mercy of
Dm
another's faith finally
Bb
answers to no one in
C
his fall from grace
F Bb
They say they love him
D
but how could they
G F Bb
ever Miles above him
G A
they ask for repent
Dm
It doesn't matter
A
what you want from me
Bb
I Don't think there is
Gm
worth in my apology
Dm
Because people never
A
really change You
Bb
and I will always
C
be the same
Dm
and it's a problem
A
that we can't mend
Bb
because it happened
Gm
once it will happen
Dm
again Because they plant
A
their seeds of condition
Bb
until we have no choice
Gm
we lose conviction
F Dm F
with astray Blind in rage
A Bb F
a war he'll wage on grieving
C A
Another no one blows his
Bb Dm F
head off Because only
A
the extreme makes an
Bb F C
impression when drowning
A Dm Bb Dm Bb F/A Gm C Dm
in the mainstream no one