Chords for Slipknot - Custer Mexico 2015

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_ _ _ _ You know what fucking song I'm talking about, don't you, you crazy motherfuckers? _ _
_ You wanna help me study? _ _
_ _ _ Then here we go.
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[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
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_ _ _ _ [A] _ Let _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] me hear you make some fucking noise out there!
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_ _ _ Yes!
Apologize and [B] start craving free and maligned [A] for encroaching [G] on the purpose of this commission
free and hectic.
_ [B] Due to the prolific nature of this statement, [A] _ [G] this demonstration is advised.
_ Yes, right, it's [B] my right to say I've got, think about just how many you [D] wanted.
That's my [C] fucking mind, give up on my fucking mind.
These days, I [B] never did it good enough.
I'm tired of shit, I wanna go [D] home.
No, it's my [C] fucking time!
No, it's my fucking time!
No, it's a [B] leg, it's such an old kid's butt, I'm going big, boom!
[D] Shall I [C] say, Nicholas?
No, they call my name, boom!
They call it a [B] diss, it's special.
The mission's made of blood.
[D] Waiting [C] for the [G] punishment, I know it's not my one.
God, [C] God, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck [B] me.
God, God, cut me up [Bm] and fuck, fuck.
Come on, time to go! _ _ _
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_ _ _ God, _ God, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me.
God, God, _ _ _ fuck me up!
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I'm a racist fantasy.
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[F#] It's second hand for [Bm] you to obey.
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This son of a bitch is honest, I.
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[F#] Let's smash out and get some blood. _ _ _
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_ [E] _ _ Somewhere [B] on the shoulder, world, I'm in [G#] the woods.
You bought [D] my life, bought my [G] life, bought my life, and I finally said it's true.
Something [B] silver found in the nipples and I can't smell it, but [D] I think I'm a [G] genocide.
Another victim of the refuse.
Well, I'm [Bm] saying this for reals, but you don't comprehend it.
I [C] fight hell and I fight heaven because I understand it.
That's what you [B] need in this cell.
You are so one of [G] a kind.
[D] Come on, go!
[C] Wanna win the war?
[B] No, I'm still [C] fighting for it.
God, God, cut me [N] up and fuck, fuck, fuck me.
God, God, cut me up and fuck, fuck.
Come on!
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_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _
God, God, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me.
[N] God, God, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck [Bm] me.
_ [F#] _ _ Your revelation's not insane.
_ [Bm] _ It's second hand for you to obey.
[F#] _ _ This son of a bitch is honest, I. _
_ [B] _ [F#] Let's smash out and get [Bm] some blood.
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Well, ain't you a genocide? _ _ _ _
[Bm] You always say what you really need.
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When all this [F#] city's on your seat.
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Let's smash out and get some blood. _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ Are you with us, countess? _ _ _ _ _
[E] Here we are.
[N] _ _ _ God, God, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me.
God, God, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me.
God, [B] God, cut me _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ up and fuck, fuck, fuck me.
God, God, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me.
God, God, cut me up and fuck, fuck, [E] fuck me. _ _ _ _ _
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