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Bricks Chords

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Bricks-by American War
I tabbed this from watching the pink couch sessions vid. 
some of the timing might be off, but you get the point.
enjoy :)

capo 5th

C F C G C F Am G Fmaj.

  C                          F
White were the walls that encased my body
  C                          G
White were the hands that locked me inside
  C                      F
White was the color of every other stripe
Am                  G               Fmaj.
Of the flag that watched over our dreams

     C          G                  Am         F
If labels are limits, then those sirens are blaring
    C      G           Am
Behind us as we fly on by
             C         G        Am            F
Screaming, "Get back here you dirty sons of bitches
C           G          Am     F
Can't you read that fucking sign?"

 C                           F
White were the sheets upon which I slumbered
 C                           G
White were the lights that awoke me
 C                          F
White was the noise that echoed down the hallway
      Am        G                 Fmaj.
And silently rattled through my brain

      C          G                  Am              F
If labels are limits, then we're crashing right through that
   C     G        Am
Glass ceiling overhead
           C                G           Am            F
And the janitors keep the brooms and dustpans in the closet
      C       G                 Am
And smile wide-eyed towards the sky


C F C G C F Am G Fmaj.


(strum all chords once in final verse)
    C          G                  Am              F
If labels are limits, then we're crashing right through that
   C     G        Am
Glass ceiling overhead
           C                G           Am            F
And the janitors keep the brooms and dustpans in the closet
      C       G                 Am
And smile wide-eyed towards the sky
 C         G                 Am
Smile wide-eyed towards the sky 

http://www.myspace.com/americanwar
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