Tom: B
Introdução: G#m B G#m B F#
G#m
If I am mad, it is mercy
B
To be alive not staring blankly
G#5 G5
And stern as a soldier while, as you get older
F#5 F5 E5
Your callousness drags you right up to your hideous end
F#5 G5 F#
All alone in the web you spin
verse 2
G#m
If you?re alive, it?s a wonder
B
That the current hasn?t pulled you under
G#5 G5
And dragged you down 900 feet
F#5 F5 E5
From the air that you breathe just to exhale the bullshit that you seem to speak
F#5 G5
And brag about all the pain you wreak
B C#m G#m F# G#m
Invertebrate, too weak to crawl out of the mud
B C#m G#m F#
So insolent, we fill our mouth with other?s blood
Verse
B C#m
Bloody water seeps into the sand on the third coast
G#m F# E
And pools around the feet of a tall, broad shouldered man
B
The town?s reflection?s like a crumpled up pay stub
F#5 G5
He?s making little plans, little plans, little plans
B C#m
Bloody water seeps into the sand on the third coast
G#m F# E
And pools around the feet of a tall, broad shouldered man
B
The town?s reflection?s like a crumpled up pay stub
F#
He?s making little plans, little plans, little plans
Outro
B F# G#m B F# E
Hang my reservations out to dry, cause I?ve got enemies to make before I die
B F# G#m B F# E G#m
Hang my reservations out to dry, cause I?ve got enemies to make before I die