Standard Tuning (EADGBe)
Arranged by Jack Cookson (Torn_Asunder)



Intro: E , B9


Verse One:
E                                               B9
Where are the ones who carry their guns to the far away lands with the
                          C#m                       A9             
blackened suns from the smokened narrow minds. The half-truth trails and the 
 B9            E                                     B9
holy lies of an empty heart and overflowing mouth, a plastic smile and a 
                 C#m                               A9          
coward's frown. Reprecussions come around when the word named free burns to 
B9
the ground somehow.


Interlude: E , B9 , C#m , A9 , B9 , E , B9


Verse Two:
E                                                   B9         
Where are the deaf and where are the dumb from the side of the tracks where 
                              C#m                     A9
no reason comes from and the tables never bare. The water runs and momma's 
 B9                E                                           B9
always there so who separates the world from the start. Where such words 
                                           C#m
would come and such thoughts would cause a shot heard round the world. Or 
 A9               B9
just as sad never heard at all. 


Chorus:
    E                    B9                    A9             C#m
So down down down like a ball of flames, to the rotten core filling up with 
              A            C#m            Ab/E            B9
names of hypocrites what a massive list, don't exclude yourself from it. 
       E                  B9         A9                C#m
Don't compromise administration lies carried out and covered up with time, 
A9                    C#m            Ab/E                    A9
carried out and turned around to shine. High on a pedestal of broken lives.


Interlude: E , B9 , C#m , A9 , B9 , E , B9


Verse Three:
E                                           B9       
Compassion speaks loud for itself falls on broken ears and off the value 
                C#m                     A9                  B9
shelf into the dirt left to the wind. Coming up strong ready to begin to 
E                                             B9              
obliterate the word from the start Where such words would come and such 
                        C#m                                     A9
thoughts would cause a spark that'll set a blaze and leave the embers red 
            B9
until the end of days.


Chorus:
    E                    B9                    A9             C#m
So down down down like a ball of flames, to the rotten core filling up with 
              A            C#m            Ab/E            B9
names of hypocrites what a massive list, don't exclude yourself from it. 
       E                  B9         A9                C#m
Don't compromise administration lies carried out and covered up with time, 
A9                    C#m            Ab/E                    A9
carried out and turned around to shine. High on a pedestal of broken lives.


Interlude: E , B...


Outro:
E                                              B9  
Where are the ones who carry their guns to the far away lands with the 
                        C#m                         A9         
blackened suns from the smokened narrow minds. The half-truth trails and the 
B9          E                                     B9
holy lies of an empty heart and overflowing mouth, a plastic smile and a 
                C#m                                A9             B9
coward's frown. Reprecussions come around when the word named free burns to 
               E
the ground somehow.