Writings on the Wall chords by Parkway Drive

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Em
F#m
Am
C
B
G
Cdim
Bm
D

Intro 1

F#m

Cdim

Verse 1
Em 
When you're born in the dirt the only way to grow is up
D 
Em 
So we reach for the sun but it seems
Every rung that you climb is
another crooked line
D 
That you cross off the tally
C 
of your dreams
Em 
Don't step out of line kid, you
learn it pretty fast
D 
Em 
Every face has its place in the crowd
They'll give you all the answers,
so you don't ask any questions
D 
Then they'll march you with a
C 
smile into the ground

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Verse 2

And we all go to heaven in a little row boat

Verse 3
Bm 
So put your hands up, put your hands up
If crawling for the scraps won't
B 
Bm 
ever be enough
B 
Bm 
Put your hands up, put your hands up
B 
Am 
The writing's on the wall,
this ain't ever gonna stop
Bm 
Put your hands up, put your hands up
If crawling for the scraps
B 
won't ever be enough
Bm 
Put your hands up, put your hands up
Am 
We'll fight until we die,
Em 
Am 
this ain't ever gonna stop

Verse 4
Em 
G 
This stray dog world, this sick sad place
D 
Em 
Got a belly full of maggots and disease
Every apple here is rotten,
G 
every blessing is a curse
D 
C 
Every word is a lie you best believe
Em 
We take one step forward,
then two steps back
D 
Em 
In a race to the bottom of the barrel
They teach us how to fear
They teach us how to hate
D 
Then they arm us and they
C 
march us off to hell

Verse 5

And it's left, left, left right left

Verse 6
Bm 
So put your hands up, put your hands up
If crawling for the scraps won't
B 
Bm 
ever be enough
Put your hands up, put your hands up
Am 
The writing's on the wall,
this ain't ever gonna stop
Bm 
Put your hands up,
put your hands up
If crawling for the scraps won't
B 
ever be enough
Bm 
Put your hands up, put your hands up
Am 
We'll fight until we die,
this ain't ever gonna stop
Bm 

Verse 7

This ain't ever gonna stop

Verse 8
Bm 
Because they came for our minds
We said nothing
They came for our hopes
We said nothing
They came for our souls
And still we said nothing
Now they're coming for our lives
D 
So what's it gonna take
G 
So what's it gonna take
Bm 
D 
G 
What's it gonna take

Verse 9

What's it gonna take

See how they run, see how they run

Verse 10
Bm 
So put your hands up, put your hands up
If clawing for the scraps won't
ever be enough
Put your hands up, put your hands up
The writing's on the wall,
Em 
this ain't ever gonna stop
Bm 
Put your hands up,
put your hands up
If clawing for the scraps won't
ever be enough
Put your hands up, put your hands up
Am 
We'll fight until we die,