Key: D minor
Verse 1
so don't preach to me
I can't accept what you claim to see
All these lies spread across
the screens of TVs
Like we're meant to be
Am
C
Completely complicit like we all believe it
And we ain't got minds of our own
B5
Dm
and the information that was given
just break it down
Am
A
i mean it's so cold lies upon lies and i know
they're trying to turn our hearts cold
so we forget what we know
to the pain of our brothers
wives sisters and mothers
B
Dm
i know now how did we get so cold
Am
A
there's a war zone on our roadside
and other days pass and get more died
and no one looks into the reason why
right through their eyes
And ask them that question, why?
take another man's life
F
Am
I mean, why? Just why?
Little bit of land that you don't own
Kill a brother that you really don't know
Am
A
Live the fab life just like Loso
Man, I'm on the road going loco
that's all they know
And that's a low blow to their intellect
just to get respect
But in their minds they died for checks,
yeah
Little will be done, you can bank on it
But that's how it started
with the banks in it
When it crashed the world went mad,
did it?
Like what the fuck?
F#m
D
A
Hold the truth, tell the lies
Am
Dm
Oh black door, you're open wide
C
Am
A
F#m
Gun in hand, I'll be fine
D
A
Secrets out, douse the light
Am
Dm
A
Dm
I am here to make this right
C
Am
A
If I get you, I'll be fine
Here is the church, here is the steeple
Give them hope it'll keep
a more peaceful mind
Your policies, that's deceitful
Not strong and stable,
those were our people
B
Dm
No fireproof cladding,
burnt down to ashes
Where are our taxes?
It's tragic, fucking medieval
A
Am
To think that you can't
see your fumes as equal
A
Am
There is a black door, there is a diesel
I'm not controlling you
B
They got a hold of you, this could be lethal
Dm
D
Dm
Don't bite the hand that feeds you
they cut your throat?
What's gone in the dark
Trust me, I know
She sticks up her nose
Can you still flat broke?
Trust me, the system is broke
System is broke
Is this a sick joke
or the shit you promote?
Fuck the Daccaran Club,
Here is a t -shirt, give it a soak
will be exposed
It's the revolts and they're
all up in smoke
and we're trapped in it
That's why we call it a trap in it
Made a promise and now
you're retracting it
I'm the one to this matrix, I'm hacking it
A
Am
I don't need nobody backing it
Look down the barrel,
Round of applause to backing it
F#m
D
A
Hold the truth, tell the lies
C
Dm
Old black door, you're open wide
F
C
Am
A
F#m
Gun in hand, I'll be fine
D
A
Secrets out, douse the light
C
Dm
I am here to make this right
F
C
Am
A
If I get you, I'll be fine
Am
A
Am
A
Am
A
Am
Knock
A
Knock
Am
A
K -N -N -K -K -Kn -Kn -K -Kn -Kn -Kn
F#m
D
A
Hold the truth, tell the lies
C
Dm
F
Dm
Old black door, you're open white
C
Am
A
Come in hand, I'll be fine
F#m
D
A
Secret sound, douse the light
C
Dm
F
Dm
I am here to make this right
F
C
Why can't you?
You
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