The Airborne Toxic Event – The Winning Side chords

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The Airborne Toxic Event - The Winning Side
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Capo: 5

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Intro: C C F Riff C C F F
CWell I admit to the mistakes
At least privately in takes
FAnd here's another one
CI said "we'd be okay"
"But that's a lie, man"
FI mean.. "Hey, we're all dying.. young!!"
CIt's no worse off than it seems..
but it's more like a terrifying dream
FAnd I'm serious!!
CIt's either whiskey, or a bong, or a car crash, or a bomb
FI'm serious!!
GIt's the only thing I think
AmWhen I wake up in my bed
G AmWhen my stomach churns, as these pages turn
FIs the world burnin'
GOr is it only.. in my head?
COn a screen on a TV
On a scene in front of me
FWith all the white noise n the static
And the stifling of the screams
CThis is war, this is death, this is real you better bet!
FOn the winning side, the winning side,
The winning side, the winning side
CAnd I'm sittin' in a train
Over Brooklyn in the rain
FAll by myself
CWhen a thought occurs to me..
That all these people wanna be
FJust somewhere.. else
CLike every day is just a loss,
spent arguing with your boss
FOver a coffee break
COh and the same is true for me,
I mean, one more indignity
FAnd I’m going to break
G AmBecause the only thing I think when he walks out on the screen
G AmHe says, “The sky falls, and your duty calls”
F GMan it takes some balls to be so obscene
COn a screen on a TV
On a scene in front of me
FWith all the white noise n the static
And the stifling of the screams
CThis is war, this is death, this is real you better bet!
FOn the winning side, the winning side
The winning side, the winning side
GThe right side, the right side
AmWell they shipped you off, and your parents cried
G And it all falls away so quietly
AmWhen you wake up to reality..
FBut Reality?
GWhat's reality? What's reality? What's reality?
C FIt's a fucking bullet!!
CWell I got a brother in Iraq
I got no way to get him back
FLike all those people in the sands,
Buried in Afghanistan
CI got a child in a crib
I got a father in a bib
FI got no pills
I got no skills I got no idea what I did
CI just wonder every second
of every minute that passes by
FAre we living?
Are we dreaming? Are we winning where we die?
GIn a cloud of dust, in a mushroom burst
AmIn a series of degradations first
FAll alone, in a hospital bed?
GWondering what we might of done instead!
CWith a lifetime, lifetime
F A lifetime, a lifetime C A lifetime, a lifetime F A lifetime, a lifetime G A lifetime, a lifetime
AmWell, we paid our dues, and we did our time
GBut tell me what exactly was our crime?
AmWell I stand and stood for this fallen line
FWhile you decide who lives, who dies
G CI hope you choke on all.. your... lies
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