The Struggle Within Chords by Metallica
Tempo:
147.45 bpm
Chords used:
E
G
F
F#
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Em]
[D]
[B] [Em]
[D]
[B] [Em]
[D]
[Bm] [E]
[Em]
[E]
Bitch you got for something you got to feel,
One clutching to one's hero if that was real.
[C]
Thinking that a dead horse plays at you,
No way you show it if you're crap.
So [G] many things you don't want [E] to do,
What is it, what have you got to lose?
[C] What the hell, what the hell,
What is it you think you're gonna find?
Hypocrite, hypocrite,
Born of sin, sin [G] to the poor in my hand.
[F] [G] [F]
[F#] Struggling, [E] it's what you find,
[F#] Struggling, [E] your cruel [F#] hand.
[E] You steal your own [F#] confidence.
[E]
[C]
[E]
Pulling out a homie and pick up the hair,
[C] Turning it into your prison cell.
And finding that the ticket is not handed out,
While you [E] struggle inside your [F] head.
[Em] Reaching out,
Whamming for something you got to feel,
Hold it [C] again,
Mr.
Bonnie, who's so unreal.
[G]
[F] [G] [F]
[F#] Struggling, [E] it's what you find,
[F#] Struggling, your [E] cruel
[F#] hand.
You [E] steal your [F#]
[E] own leg [G] with it.
[F]
[G] [F] [E]
[B] [G]
[G#]
[F#m] [E]
[F#m] [E]
[F#] [E] [F#]
[E] [Gm]
[G#]
[Em]
Whoa!
[E]
[G] [C] [E]
[G]
[F] Reaching out for something [E] you got to feel,
One clutching to one's hero if that was real.
[F] What the hell,
What [Em] is it you think you're gonna find?
Hypocrite,
Born of sin, sin to the poor in my hand.
[C]
[F#m] Struggling, [E] it's what you find,
[F#]
[E] [F#m] [E] You steal your own confidence.
[F#m] [E] [G] [F] [G] [F]
[E]
[C]
[D]
[B] [Em]
[D]
[B] [Em]
[D]
[Bm] [E]
[Em]
[E]
Bitch you got for something you got to feel,
One clutching to one's hero if that was real.
[C]
Thinking that a dead horse plays at you,
No way you show it if you're crap.
So [G] many things you don't want [E] to do,
What is it, what have you got to lose?
[C] What the hell, what the hell,
What is it you think you're gonna find?
Hypocrite, hypocrite,
Born of sin, sin [G] to the poor in my hand.
[F] [G] [F]
[F#] Struggling, [E] it's what you find,
[F#] Struggling, [E] your cruel [F#] hand.
[E] You steal your own [F#] confidence.
[E]
[C]
[E]
Pulling out a homie and pick up the hair,
[C] Turning it into your prison cell.
And finding that the ticket is not handed out,
While you [E] struggle inside your [F] head.
[Em] Reaching out,
Whamming for something you got to feel,
Hold it [C] again,
Mr.
Bonnie, who's so unreal.
[G]
[F] [G] [F]
[F#] Struggling, [E] it's what you find,
[F#] Struggling, your [E] cruel
[F#] hand.
You [E] steal your [F#]
[E] own leg [G] with it.
[F]
[G] [F] [E]
[B] [G]
[G#]
[F#m] [E]
[F#m] [E]
[F#] [E] [F#]
[E] [Gm]
[G#]
[Em]
Whoa!
[E]
[G] [C] [E]
[G]
[F] Reaching out for something [E] you got to feel,
One clutching to one's hero if that was real.
[F] What the hell,
What [Em] is it you think you're gonna find?
Hypocrite,
Born of sin, sin to the poor in my hand.
[C]
[F#m] Struggling, [E] it's what you find,
[F#]
[E] [F#m] [E] You steal your own confidence.
[F#m] [E] [G] [F] [G] [F]
[E]
[C]
Key:
E
G
F
F#
C
E
G
F
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_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[B] _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[B] _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Bm] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Bitch you got for something you got to feel,
One clutching to one's hero if that was real.
[C] _
Thinking that a dead horse plays at you,
No way you show it if you're crap.
_ _ _ So [G] many things you don't want [E] to do,
What is it, what have you got to lose?
_ [C] _ _ What the hell, what the hell,
What is it you think you're gonna find?
_ Hypocrite, hypocrite,
Born of sin, sin [G] to the poor in my hand. _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [F#] Struggling, [E] it's what you find,
[F#] Struggling, [E] your cruel [F#] hand. _
[E] You steal your own [F#] confidence.
_ _ [E] _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Pulling out a homie and pick up the hair,
[C] Turning it into your prison cell. _
And finding that the ticket is not handed out,
While you [E] struggle inside your _ [F] head. _ _
[Em] Reaching out,
Whamming for something you got to feel,
Hold it [C] again,
Mr.
Bonnie, who's so _ unreal.
[G] _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ [F#] Struggling, _ [E] it's what you find,
[F#] Struggling, your [E] cruel _
[F#] _ hand.
You [E] steal your _ [F#] _ _
[E] own leg [G] with it.
[F] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
Whoa!
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [F] _ _ _ Reaching out for something [E] you got to feel,
One clutching to one's hero if that was real.
_ [F] _ _ _ What the hell, _
What [Em] is it you think you're gonna find? _ _
_ _ Hypocrite,
Born of sin, sin to the poor in my _ hand.
_ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ Struggling, [E] it's what you find,
[F#] _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [E] You steal your own confidence.
_ [F#m] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [G] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[B] _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[B] _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[Bm] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Bitch you got for something you got to feel,
One clutching to one's hero if that was real.
[C] _
Thinking that a dead horse plays at you,
No way you show it if you're crap.
_ _ _ So [G] many things you don't want [E] to do,
What is it, what have you got to lose?
_ [C] _ _ What the hell, what the hell,
What is it you think you're gonna find?
_ Hypocrite, hypocrite,
Born of sin, sin [G] to the poor in my hand. _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [F#] Struggling, [E] it's what you find,
[F#] Struggling, [E] your cruel [F#] hand. _
[E] You steal your own [F#] confidence.
_ _ [E] _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Pulling out a homie and pick up the hair,
[C] Turning it into your prison cell. _
And finding that the ticket is not handed out,
While you [E] struggle inside your _ [F] head. _ _
[Em] Reaching out,
Whamming for something you got to feel,
Hold it [C] again,
Mr.
Bonnie, who's so _ unreal.
[G] _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ [F#] Struggling, _ [E] it's what you find,
[F#] Struggling, your [E] cruel _
[F#] _ hand.
You [E] steal your _ [F#] _ _
[E] own leg [G] with it.
[F] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
Whoa!
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [F] _ _ _ Reaching out for something [E] you got to feel,
One clutching to one's hero if that was real.
_ [F] _ _ _ What the hell, _
What [Em] is it you think you're gonna find? _ _
_ _ Hypocrite,
Born of sin, sin to the poor in my _ hand.
_ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ Struggling, [E] it's what you find,
[F#] _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [E] You steal your own confidence.
_ [F#m] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [G] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _