Chords for Clawfinger - Warfair [Official Video]
Tempo:
99.45 bpm
Chords used:
D
E
G
Bb
Ab
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Start Jamming...
[E]
[Gb]
[A] [E]
[D] You know how it feels to be down in the dirt, with a bullet in your breast and blood chugged.
Lying in a coffin, dying of the pit, covered with the corpse [Ab] and the blood and the [E] sin.
[Ab]
[D] How does it feel to have a gun in your head, when you know that you'll be much better off dead?
Looking right down through the barrel of a gun, don't try to tell me [Bb] that you think it's [D] fun.
[G]
[D] [E]
[D] Praying for your mother, you don't say you see the light.
What difference does it make if the good lord's right?
At the end of the war, the survivors are none, because a war is a loss, [Ab] a war can't be [Am] won.
[E] [D] You're just another soldier in victory, learn to fight, you're a symbol of a nation.
Boy, stop crying, hero of a war, such a man, so brave.
A man who's worth nothing when [Bb] you're lying in your grave.
[G]
Marching into history, marching into war.
[Bb] [D]
Marching into memory, you're fucking at the fore.
[G]
Marching into history, marching into war.
[D]
[E] [Abm] [E]
[F] Warfare, [E] warfare.
Five [D] o'clock in the morning, they shout out your name, but they don't really care, cause you are the same.
Now [D] this is the army you were trained to kill, a job that's to give you that [Ab] fighting will.
[E]
So [D] get off your knees and stand straight like a man, do I have to tell you twice to make you understand?
Freedom has a price, and that price is blood, so take the [Bb] motherfucker right down to the mud.
Marching [G] into history, marching into [Bb] war.
[D] Marching into memory, you're fucking at the fore.
[G] Marching into history, marching into [Bb] war.
[D] [G]
Marching into history, marching into war.
[D]
Marching into memory, you're fucking at the fore.
[G]
Marching into history, marching into war.
[D]
[F] [E]
Warfare, warfare.
[Ab]
[E] Warfare, warfare.
[D] Ignore all your feelings, just go all the way, cause if you don't then this is the price you have to pay.
This ain't peace and love, no man, this is war, so don't even ask [Ab] what you're fighting for.
[D] You're such a destroyer, never crossing the line, you don't wanna bite the bullet, boy, you don't wanna die.
Don't try to tell me that you couldn't kill a man, that's a load of fucking bullshit, boy, I know you can't.
[G] Marching into history, marching into [Bb] war.
[D] Marching into misery, you're fucking at the fore.
[G] Marching into history, marching into war.
[Bb] [D] [G]
Marching into history, marching into war.
[D]
[G] Marching into misery, you're fucking at the fore.
[Bb] [D] [E]
[D]
[Gb]
[A] [E]
[D] You know how it feels to be down in the dirt, with a bullet in your breast and blood chugged.
Lying in a coffin, dying of the pit, covered with the corpse [Ab] and the blood and the [E] sin.
[Ab]
[D] How does it feel to have a gun in your head, when you know that you'll be much better off dead?
Looking right down through the barrel of a gun, don't try to tell me [Bb] that you think it's [D] fun.
[G]
[D] [E]
[D] Praying for your mother, you don't say you see the light.
What difference does it make if the good lord's right?
At the end of the war, the survivors are none, because a war is a loss, [Ab] a war can't be [Am] won.
[E] [D] You're just another soldier in victory, learn to fight, you're a symbol of a nation.
Boy, stop crying, hero of a war, such a man, so brave.
A man who's worth nothing when [Bb] you're lying in your grave.
[G]
Marching into history, marching into war.
[Bb] [D]
Marching into memory, you're fucking at the fore.
[G]
Marching into history, marching into war.
[D]
[E] [Abm] [E]
[F] Warfare, [E] warfare.
Five [D] o'clock in the morning, they shout out your name, but they don't really care, cause you are the same.
Now [D] this is the army you were trained to kill, a job that's to give you that [Ab] fighting will.
[E]
So [D] get off your knees and stand straight like a man, do I have to tell you twice to make you understand?
Freedom has a price, and that price is blood, so take the [Bb] motherfucker right down to the mud.
Marching [G] into history, marching into [Bb] war.
[D] Marching into memory, you're fucking at the fore.
[G] Marching into history, marching into [Bb] war.
[D] [G]
Marching into history, marching into war.
[D]
Marching into memory, you're fucking at the fore.
[G]
Marching into history, marching into war.
[D]
[F] [E]
Warfare, warfare.
[Ab]
[E] Warfare, warfare.
[D] Ignore all your feelings, just go all the way, cause if you don't then this is the price you have to pay.
This ain't peace and love, no man, this is war, so don't even ask [Ab] what you're fighting for.
[D] You're such a destroyer, never crossing the line, you don't wanna bite the bullet, boy, you don't wanna die.
Don't try to tell me that you couldn't kill a man, that's a load of fucking bullshit, boy, I know you can't.
[G] Marching into history, marching into [Bb] war.
[D] Marching into misery, you're fucking at the fore.
[G] Marching into history, marching into war.
[Bb] [D] [G]
Marching into history, marching into war.
[D]
[G] Marching into misery, you're fucking at the fore.
[Bb] [D] [E]
[D]
Key:
D
E
G
Bb
Ab
D
E
G
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [D] You know how it feels to be down in the dirt, with a bullet in your breast and blood chugged.
Lying in a coffin, dying of the pit, covered with the corpse [Ab] and the blood and the [E] sin.
_ [Ab] _
[D] How does it feel to have a gun in your head, when you know that you'll be much better off dead?
Looking right down through the barrel of a gun, don't try to tell me [Bb] that you think it's [D] fun.
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [E] _ _
[D] Praying for your mother, you don't say you see the light.
What difference does it make if the good lord's right?
At the end of the war, the survivors are none, because a war is a loss, [Ab] a war can't be [Am] won.
[E] _ _ [D] You're just another soldier in victory, learn to fight, you're a symbol of a nation.
Boy, stop crying, hero of a war, such a man, so brave.
A man who's worth nothing when [Bb] you're lying in your grave.
_ _ [G] _
Marching into history, marching into war.
[Bb] _ _ [D] _
Marching into memory, you're fucking at the fore.
_ _ [G] _
Marching into history, marching into war.
_ _ [D] _ _
[E] _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] Warfare, [E] warfare.
Five [D] o'clock in the morning, they shout out your name, but they don't really care, cause you are the same.
Now [D] this is the army you were trained to kill, a job that's to give you that [Ab] fighting will.
_ [E] _ _
So [D] get off your knees and stand straight like a man, do I have to tell you twice to make you understand?
Freedom has a price, and that price is blood, so take the [Bb] motherfucker right down to the mud.
Marching [G] _ into history, marching into [Bb] war.
_ [D] _ _ Marching into memory, you're fucking at the fore.
_ [G] _ _ Marching into history, marching into [Bb] war.
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
Marching into history, marching into war.
_ [D] _ _
Marching into memory, you're fucking at the fore.
_ [G] _ _
Marching into history, marching into war.
_ [D] _ _
[F] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Warfare, warfare.
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _
[E] _ Warfare, warfare.
[D] Ignore all your feelings, just go all the way, cause if you don't then this is the price you have to pay.
This ain't peace and love, no man, this is war, so don't even ask [Ab] what you're fighting for. _ _
[D] You're such a destroyer, never crossing the line, you don't wanna bite the bullet, boy, you don't wanna die.
Don't try to tell me that you couldn't kill a man, that's a load of fucking bullshit, boy, I know you can't.
_ _ [G] _ Marching into history, marching into [Bb] war.
_ [D] _ Marching into misery, you're fucking at the fore.
_ [G] _ Marching into history, marching into war.
[Bb] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _
Marching into history, marching into war.
_ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [G] _ Marching into misery, you're fucking at the fore.
[Bb] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [D] You know how it feels to be down in the dirt, with a bullet in your breast and blood chugged.
Lying in a coffin, dying of the pit, covered with the corpse [Ab] and the blood and the [E] sin.
_ [Ab] _
[D] How does it feel to have a gun in your head, when you know that you'll be much better off dead?
Looking right down through the barrel of a gun, don't try to tell me [Bb] that you think it's [D] fun.
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [E] _ _
[D] Praying for your mother, you don't say you see the light.
What difference does it make if the good lord's right?
At the end of the war, the survivors are none, because a war is a loss, [Ab] a war can't be [Am] won.
[E] _ _ [D] You're just another soldier in victory, learn to fight, you're a symbol of a nation.
Boy, stop crying, hero of a war, such a man, so brave.
A man who's worth nothing when [Bb] you're lying in your grave.
_ _ [G] _
Marching into history, marching into war.
[Bb] _ _ [D] _
Marching into memory, you're fucking at the fore.
_ _ [G] _
Marching into history, marching into war.
_ _ [D] _ _
[E] _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] Warfare, [E] warfare.
Five [D] o'clock in the morning, they shout out your name, but they don't really care, cause you are the same.
Now [D] this is the army you were trained to kill, a job that's to give you that [Ab] fighting will.
_ [E] _ _
So [D] get off your knees and stand straight like a man, do I have to tell you twice to make you understand?
Freedom has a price, and that price is blood, so take the [Bb] motherfucker right down to the mud.
Marching [G] _ into history, marching into [Bb] war.
_ [D] _ _ Marching into memory, you're fucking at the fore.
_ [G] _ _ Marching into history, marching into [Bb] war.
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
Marching into history, marching into war.
_ [D] _ _
Marching into memory, you're fucking at the fore.
_ [G] _ _
Marching into history, marching into war.
_ [D] _ _
[F] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Warfare, warfare.
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _
[E] _ Warfare, warfare.
[D] Ignore all your feelings, just go all the way, cause if you don't then this is the price you have to pay.
This ain't peace and love, no man, this is war, so don't even ask [Ab] what you're fighting for. _ _
[D] You're such a destroyer, never crossing the line, you don't wanna bite the bullet, boy, you don't wanna die.
Don't try to tell me that you couldn't kill a man, that's a load of fucking bullshit, boy, I know you can't.
_ _ [G] _ Marching into history, marching into [Bb] war.
_ [D] _ Marching into misery, you're fucking at the fore.
_ [G] _ Marching into history, marching into war.
[Bb] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _
Marching into history, marching into war.
_ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [G] _ Marching into misery, you're fucking at the fore.
[Bb] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _