Intro:
[D] [-] [Em] [-] [D] [-] [Em]
[D]Sam, the weak accomplice,
[Em]He knew he had a choice,
[D]He always startled easily,
[Em]With the sound of ever voice,
[D]A pocket full of excess,
[Em]They take and take and take,
[D]Left him with a trigger pointed,
[Em]Staring at his shakes,
[D]And it goes on,
[Asus2]And it goes on,
[D]She was given nothing,
[Em]But their selfish lack,
[D]They sleep with one eye open,
[Em]'Cause they know she's coming back,
[D]But she will wait her turn,
[Em]Absent from concern,
[D]The furnace inside her,
[Em]It burns and burns and burns,
[D]And it goes on,
[Asus2]And it goes on,
[Em]Weaklings never [D]practice,
What they [Am]preach,
They cower down be[C]low,
That's what you call defeat,[Em]
And in their darkest [D]hour,
It's hard to [Am]breathe,
We try to catch up with the [C]world,
But we're so far out of reach
We're so far out of [D]reach[Em]
[D]Leaning in the dark,
[Em]Stands this faked man,
[D]Slicing her with is words,
[Em]Always grabbing her with his hands,
[D]And it goes on,
[Asus2]And it goes on,
[Em]Weaklings never [D]practice,
What they [Am]preach,
They cower down be[C]low,
That's what you call defeat,[Em]
And in their darkest [D]hour,
It's hard to [Am]breathe,
We try to catch up with the [C]world,
But we're so far out of [Em]reach
[Em] [-] [D] [-] [Am] [-] [C]
[Em] [-] [D] [-] [Am] [-] [C]
[D]I wish I had warned you,
[Em]Of this broken path,
[D]With each step you take,
[Em]You know there's no turning back,
[Em]Weaklings never [D]practice,
What they [Am]preach,
They cower down be[C]low,
That's what you call defeat,[Em]
And in their darkest [D]hour,
It's hard to [Am]breathe,
We try to catch up with the [C]world,
But we're so far out of [Em]reach
We try to catch up with the [D]world,
We try to catch up with the [Am]world,
We try to catch up with the [C]world,
But we're so far out of [Em]reach
We try to catch up with the [D]world,
We try to catch up with the [Am]world,
We try to catch up with the [C]world,
But we're so far out of [Em]reach
[D] [-] [Em] [-] [D] [-] [Em]
[D]Sam, the weak accomplice,
[Em]He knew he had a choice,
[D]He always startled easily,
[Em]With the sound of ever voice,
[D]A pocket full of excess,
[Em]They take and take and take,
[D]Left him with a trigger pointed,
[Em]Staring at his shakes,
[D]And it goes on,
[Asus2]And it goes on,
[D]She was given nothing,
[Em]But their selfish lack,
[D]They sleep with one eye open,
[Em]'Cause they know she's coming back,
[D]But she will wait her turn,
[Em]Absent from concern,
[D]The furnace inside her,
[Em]It burns and burns and burns,
[D]And it goes on,
[Asus2]And it goes on,
[Em]Weaklings never [D]practice,
What they [Am]preach,
They cower down be[C]low,
That's what you call defeat,[Em]
And in their darkest [D]hour,
It's hard to [Am]breathe,
We try to catch up with the [C]world,
But we're so far out of reach
We're so far out of [D]reach[Em]
[D]Leaning in the dark,
[Em]Stands this faked man,
[D]Slicing her with is words,
[Em]Always grabbing her with his hands,
[D]And it goes on,
[Asus2]And it goes on,
[Em]Weaklings never [D]practice,
What they [Am]preach,
They cower down be[C]low,
That's what you call defeat,[Em]
And in their darkest [D]hour,
It's hard to [Am]breathe,
We try to catch up with the [C]world,
But we're so far out of [Em]reach
[Em] [-] [D] [-] [Am] [-] [C]
[Em] [-] [D] [-] [Am] [-] [C]
[D]I wish I had warned you,
[Em]Of this broken path,
[D]With each step you take,
[Em]You know there's no turning back,
[Em]Weaklings never [D]practice,
What they [Am]preach,
They cower down be[C]low,
That's what you call defeat,[Em]
And in their darkest [D]hour,
It's hard to [Am]breathe,
We try to catch up with the [C]world,
But we're so far out of [Em]reach
We try to catch up with the [D]world,
We try to catch up with the [Am]world,
We try to catch up with the [C]world,
But we're so far out of [Em]reach
We try to catch up with the [D]world,
We try to catch up with the [Am]world,
We try to catch up with the [C]world,
But we're so far out of [Em]reach
