Third Coast Temple Elway
[Intro]
[G#m] [B] [G#m] [B] [F#]
[Verse 1]
If I am mad, it is [G#m]mercy
To be alive not st[B]aring blankly
And s[G#5]tern as a soldier while, [G5]as you get older
Your c[F#5]allousness drags you right [F5]up to your hideous [E5]end
[F#5]All alone in the [G5]web you spin [F#]
[Verse 2]
If you're alive, it's a [G#m]wonder
That the current hasn't [B]pulled you under
And [G#5]dragged you down 900 f[G5]eet
From the air that you b[F#5]reathe just to exhale the [F5]bullsh*t that you seem to s[E5]peak
[F#5]And brag about all the p[G5]ain you wreak
[Cborus]
Inv[B]ertebrate, too weak to c[C#m]rawl out of the [G#m]mud [F#] [G#m]
So [B]insolent, we fill our m[C#m]outh with other's [G#m]blood[F#]
[Verse]
[B]Bloody water seeps into the [C#m]sand on the third coast
And p[G#m]ools around the feet of a t[F#]all, broad shouldered m[E]an
The town's reflection's like a c[B]rumpled up pay stub
He's m[F#5]aking little plans, little p[G5]lans, little plans
[B]Bloody water seeps into the [C#m]sand on the third coast
And p[G#m]ools around the feet of a t[F#]all, broad shouldered m[E]an
The town's reflection's like a c[B]rumpled up pay stub
He's m[F#]aking little plans, little plans, little plans
[Outro]
[B]Hang my reser[F#]vations out to [G#m]dry, cause I've got e[B]nemies to [F#]make before I[E] die
[B]Hang my reser[F#]vations out to [G#m]dry, cause I've got e[B]nemies to [F#]make before I[E] die [G#m]
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