Intro
A#5
[Verse 1]
A#5 A#/A D# A#5
The sum of all that I believed turned out to be nothing but a whisper in a breeze
A#5 A#/A D# A#5
And I was lost in a meritocracy now with nothing but the tunes to carry me
Gm F A# D#
With the industry aswing in the gallows that we made
Gm F A#
They'll stumble round for someone else to blame
Gm F A# D#
There's no sense in believing that our wounds will never mend
Gm F A#
Gotta live our lives before they end
[Verse 2]
D5 D#5 A#
So rat me out to the scene police cause I'd rather be living
A#
Rather be living
D5 D#5
Well these are our friends they're not commodities
A#
And don't you forget it
A#
Don't you forget it
Gm D# A# F
For a scene that prides itself on fun and doing it yourself
Gm F D#
Sure do like to use our friends as stepping stones
Gm D# A#
I guess the reason that I play is to be free
F Gm D# A#5
From the risk of the ones on top shoving me below
[Interlude]
A#5 C5 D5 D#5 (x4)
[Outro]
A# C5 D5 D#
Woah-oh-oh-oh
A# C5 D5 D#
Woah-oh-oh-oh
A# C5 D5 D#
Woah-oh-oh-oh
A# C5 D5 D#
Woah-oh-oh-oh
A# Gm D#
Woah-oh-oh-oh
A# Gm D# A#
Woah-oh-oh-oh