Chords for Writings on the Wall

_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [A] _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ [Gm] When you're born in that birth, the way we take our ways up [F] so we reach for the sun,
[G] but it seems every realm that you climb is another crooked line [F] that you cross off the
tally [Eb] of your dreams.
[G] Step out of line, kid, you learn it pretty [F] fast.
Every face has its place [G] in the crowd.
[Gm] They'll give you all the years so you don't ask any questions [F] and they march with a smile
[Eb] into the ground.
And we all go down.
_ [A] So put your hands up, put your hands up.
It's calling for the scraps, [Dm] whoa, yeah.
[D]
Put your hands up, put your hands up.
[C] The writing's on the wall, this ain't ever gonna stop.
[A] Put your hands up, put your hands up.
It's calling for the scraps, [D] whoa, yeah.
[A] Put your hands up, [Dm] put your hands up.
[C] We'll fight it till we die, this ain't ever gonna stop.
_ [G] _ [Gm] This trade-off world, this sad beast [F] got a barrel full of [Gm] medicine disease.
Every apple here is rotten, every blessing is a [F] curse.
Sweet word is that now [Eb] you best leave.
[Gm] We take one step forward and two steps [F] back in a race to the [Gm] bottom of the barrel.
They teach us how to fear, they teach us how to [F] hate, then they arm us and they march [Eb] us
off to hell.
And it's left, left, left, right, [D] left.
So put your hands up, put your hands up.
[A] It's calling for the scraps, whoa, yeah.
[D] Put your hands up, put your hands up.
[C] The writing's on the wall, this ain't ever gonna [D] stop.
Put your hands up, put your hands up.
[A] It's calling for the [D] scraps, whoa, yeah.
[A] Put your hands up, put your hands up.
[C] Fight it till we die, this ain't ever gonna [D] stop.
_ _ _ _ _ _ This ain't ever gonna stop.
_ _ _ Cause they came for our minds, we said nothing.
They came for our hopes, [Dm] we said nothing.
They came for our souls and still we said [D] nothing.
Now they're coming for our lives.
So what's it gonna take?
_ _ [F] _ _ So what's it [Bb] gonna take?
_ _ [D] What's it gonna take?
[Dm] _
[D] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [D] What's it gonna take?
Now they've ruined the state of our [Dm] world.
So put your hands up, put your hands up.
It's calling for the scraps, whoa, never be enough.
Put your hands up, put your hands up.
The [D] writing's on the wall, this ain't ever gonna [Dm] stop.
Put your hands up, put your hands up.
It's calling for the [Am] scraps, whoa, never be enough.
Put your hands up, put your hands up.
[C] We'll fight it till we die, this ain't ever gonna [Gm] stop.
_ _ _ [F] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ [Eb] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [D] _
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