Chords for Parkway Drive- Fractures Lyrics HD

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79.6 bpm
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D

C

Em

E

G

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[Em] [Bm] [D]
[E] [Em] [D]
[E] Oh, [G] [D]
[E] [G]
[C] [B] the devil's out [E] of your heart.
The one worshipper in the crowd of summer's [A] face.
[E] Destination plans, bring me defeat.
This is the dawn of time, get out of my fucking mind.
Salvation, salvation, [C] we're in the sound of life.
[D] The poison lies, the [Em] hell lies.
This place is the sound [C] of life.
[G]
[Em] The noise, such a [D] fright.
[C] Let's [G]
[Em] go for stage, let [E] me fuck up.
[G]
[D] [E] [G]
[D] [C] The devil's [D] out of your heart.
[C] The worst [E]
of you.
[E] The fire lies in the nebulousness.
Drown this overwhelming, and this hollow man still [Em] fucking pain.
So accept us, just in focus.
Sitting in stone, let's kill time.
[C] We can go insane.
We can [D] crush our furs.
We [Em] can bust your
We can suck your
We can suck [C] your
The [G]
noise, [Em] [E]
such a fright.
[C] [G]
[E] Let's go for stage.
[Em]
We can crush [F#m] [G]
[A] [F#m] [G] [B]
our furs.
We can bust your
We can suck your
[B] The poison, the realm expects a [C] silver [D] tray.
When [B] the river runs dry, I'll make them.
[D] Then [C] we'll see.
You [C] can line your pockets, [D] but you can't buy back your [C] soul.
These gates are locked.
[D] This future is not [D] yours to [C] own.
You can line your pockets, [D] but you can't buy back your [Em] soul.
These gates are locked.
This future is not [G] yours to own. Woah, [F#] woah.
[G] [E] [Em] Yeah.
[D] [C]
Woah, [D] [Em] woah.
[A] [C]
[D] [Em] You can line your pockets, but [D] you [C] can't buy back your soul.
[D] [E] Let's go for stage.
[Em] We can [D] bust your [C] furs.
This endless [D] never [Em]-ending night
The [D] infectious [C] light The face
[D] [Em] The stuff that he made
The more pain
The [C] pain's all we are
[D] [Em]
[D] [C]
[D] [Em]
[D] [C]
Key:  
D
1321
C
3211
Em
121
E
2311
G
2131
D
1321
C
3211
Em
121
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_ _ _ [Em] _ [Bm] _ [D] _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [D] _ _ _
[E] Oh, _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ _
[E] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ [B] the devil's out [E] of your heart.
The one worshipper in the crowd of summer's [A] face.
[E] _ Destination plans, bring me defeat.
_ This is the dawn of time, get out of my fucking mind.
_ Salvation, salvation, [C] we're in the sound of life.
[D] The poison lies, the [Em] hell lies.
This place is the sound [C] of life.
_ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [Em] _ The noise, such a [D] fright.
[C] _ Let's [G] _
_ _ _ [Em] _ go for stage, _ let [E] me fuck up.
_ _ [G] _
_ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [D] _ _ [C] _ The devil's [D] out of your heart.
_ [C] _ The worst _ [E] _
of you.
[E] _ _ The fire lies in the nebulousness.
Drown this overwhelming, and this hollow man still [Em] fucking pain.
So accept us, just in focus.
_ Sitting in stone, let's kill time.
[C] We can go insane.
We can [D] crush our furs.
We [Em] can bust your_
_ We can suck your_
We can suck [C] your_
The _ _ [G] _
_ noise, [Em] _ _ _ _ [E]
such a fright.
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [E] Let's go for stage.
[Em] _
_ We can crush [F#m] _ _ [G] _ _
[A] _ _ _ [F#m] _ [G] _ _ _ [B]
our furs.
_ _ We can bust your_
We can suck your_
_ _ _ _ _ [B] The poison, the realm expects a [C] silver [D] tray.
When [B] the river runs dry, I'll make them.
[D] Then [C] we'll see. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ You [C] can line your pockets, [D] but you can't buy back your [C] soul.
These gates are locked.
[D] This future is not [D] yours to [C] own.
You can line your pockets, [D] but you can't buy back your [Em] soul.
These gates are locked.
This future is not [G] yours to own. Woah, [F#] woah. _
[G] _ _ _ [E] _ [Em] Yeah. _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ [C] _ _ _
Woah, _ _ [D] _ [Em] woah. _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ [Em] You can line your pockets, _ but [D] you [C] _ can't buy back your soul. _
_ _ _ [D] _ [E] Let's go for stage.
[Em] _ We can [D] bust your [C] furs. _ _
This endless [D] never [Em]-ending night _
_ The [D] infectious [C] light The face
_ [D] _ [Em] The stuff that he made
The more pain
The [C] pain's all we are _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ [C] _ _ _ _