Intro: A---Eb-D-Eb-D x4


Verse 1:
         Eb       D
I did my time and I want out
Eb     D       Eb
  So effusive, fade 
   D                Eb
It doesn't cut this soul is not so vibrant
Eb    D        Eb   D
  The reckoning the sickening
Eb           D
Packaging subversion 
Eb          D
Psuedo-sacrosanct on surgeon
Eb   D
  Go drill your deserts
Eb   D
  go dig your graves! 
Eb     D
  Then fill your mouth 
Eb
all the money you will save
Eb        D           Eb      D
  Sinking in getting smaller again
    Eb       D
I'm done! It has begun
Eb            D
  I'm not the only one! 


Chorus 1:
Eb        Bb        F       Dm
  And the rain will kill us all
   Gm       Bb      Eb
We throw ourselves against the wall
    Bb     F        Dm
But no-one else can see
          - hold -
The preservation of the martyr in me


Post Chorus - x6 -:
Eb D       Eb    Dm
     Psychosocial

 
Verse 2:
          Eb
There are cracks
       D
in the road we lay
Eb              D
  But we're the temple fell
Eb            D         Eb
  the secrets have gone mad
Eb        D          Eb
  This is nothing new but 
        D
when we killed it all 
Eb             D      Eb
  The hate was all we had 
Eb           D
  Who needs another mess
Eb               D
  we could start over
     Eb             D
Just look me in the eyes 
        Eb
and say I'm wrong! 
Eb               D
Now there's only emptiness
Eb    D 
  Venomous, insipid
Eb              D   Eb 
  I think we're done-I'm 
        D
not the only one! 


Chorus 1:
Eb        Bb        F       Dm
  And the rain will kill us all
   Gm       Bb      Eb
We throw ourselves against the wall
    Bb     F        Dm
But no-one else can see
          - hold -
The preservation of the martyr in me


Post Chorus - x6 -:
Eb D       Eb    Dm
     Psychosocial

Solo: Do Chorus chords

Drumbeats: A---

Bridge:
                  A
The limits of the dead! 
                  A
The limits of the dead! 
                  A
The limits of the dead! 
                  A
The limits of the dead! 


Verse 3:
Eb        D
Fake anti-facist lie - Psychosocial -
Eb           D 
  I tried to tell you but - Psychosocial - 
Eb            D
  Your purple hearts are 
       Eb
giving out - Psychosocial - 
Eb             D
  Can't stop a killing idea - Psychosocial - 
Eb       D
  If its hunting season - Psychosocial -
Eb        D 
  Is this what you want? - Psychosocial - 
Eb            D
  I'm not the only one! 


Chorus 2:
Eb        Bb        F       Dm
  And the rain will kill us all
   Gm       Bb      Eb
We throw ourselves against the wall
    Bb     F        Dm
But no-one else can see
          Gm            Bb
The preservation of the martyr in me
Eb        Bb        F       Dm
  And the rain will kill us all
   Gm       Bb      Eb
We throw ourselves against the wall
    Bb     F        Dm
But no-one else can see The preservation of the martyr in me


Outro: A - palm mute and harmonics -
                  A
The limits of the dead! 
                  A
The limits of the dead!    
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