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King For A Day Chords

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Am
Dare me to jump off of this Jersey bridge
                                        E
I bet you never had a Friday night like this

Keep it up, keep it up, let's raise our hands
                                  Am
I take a look up at the sky and I see

Red for the cancer, red for the wealthy
                                    E
Red for the drink that's mixed with suicide

Everything red


Am
Please, won't you push me for the last time
                           G
Let's scream until there's nothing left
                                      F
So sick of playing, I don't want this anymore

The thought of you's no fucking fun
                           E
You want a martyr, I'll be one
                               Am
Because enough's enough, we're done


                                   F
You told me think about it, well I did
                               Dm
Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
                                           E
I'm tired of begging for the things that I want
                                    Am
I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor

E

Am
The thing I think I love

Will surely bring me pain
G                                       Am
Intoxication, paranoia, and a lot of fame

Three cheers for throwing up
                     E
Pubescent drama queen
                                              Am
You make me sick, I make it worse by drinking late


       G
Scream until there's nothing left
                                    F
So sick of playing, I don't want to anymore

The thought of you's no fucking fun
                          E
You want a martyr I'll be one
                               Am
Because enough's enough, we're done


                                   F
You told me think about it, well I did
                                  Dm
Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
                                           E
I'm tired of begging for the things that I want
                                    Am
I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor


                           F
Imagine living like a king someday
                                      Dm
A single night without a ghost in the walls
                                      E
And if the bass shakes the earth underground
                             Am
We'll start a new revolution now

E

Am
Hail Mary, forgive me
E
Blood for blood, hearts beating
Am                      E
Come at me, now this is war!

Am, E, Am, E

Am                                  F
You told me think about it, well I did
                                  Dm
Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
                                           E
I'm tired of begging for the things that I want
                                    Am
I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor


                                F
Imagine living like a king someday
                                      Dm
A single night without a ghost in the walls
                                     E
We are the shadows screaming take us now


                                            Am
We'd rather die than live to rust on the ground

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emmaesposito wrote on August 28 2013, 04:57 pm

You forgot a verse:
Now terror begins inside a bloodless vein
I was just a product of the street youth rage
Born in this world without a voice or say
Caught in the spokes of an abandoned brain
I knew you well but this ain't a game
Blow the smoke in diamond shape
Dying is a gift so close your eyes and rest in peace

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