Chris Cornell - To be treated rite

Oh we ^Care what we ^Dare when in da^Amnger And we^C are as we ^Dstand head in ^Amhand When a ^Cfriend brings ^Dto light On a ^Dmcold silver ^FM7knife You can ^Amstare your fate into h^Em7is hands ^Am

Oh we ^Care what we ^Dare when we're ^Ammade to Be the ^Csoul-owning ^Dguardians of la^Amnds And there's ^Calways ad^Dvice On a ^Dmcold winter's ^FM7night Like your ^Amdreams are just an ^Em7island in the s^Amand

^DDon't it seem so st^Amran^Cge^{FM7 Am D D}How it just don't c^Amhan^Cge^{FM7 Am D D}Things just stay the s^FM7ame ^FM7As they've ^Galways been ^FM7Some of us are ^Gout to win ^AmAnd some of us are ^Em7out to aim ^Am

Oh we ^Care what we a^Dre when we're ^Ampraying In our own ^Cway of ^Dseeking some l^Amight May the ^Cmission bells r^Ding Of the ^Dmcolorful d^FM7reams In the ^Amfaith that everyone ^Em7is treated right^Am

^DDon't it seem so st^Amran^Cge^{FM7 Am D D}How it just don't c^Amhan^Cge^{FM7 Am D D}Things just stay the s^FM7ame ^FM7As they've ^Galways been ^FM7Some of us are ^Gout to win ^AmAnd some of us are ^Em7out just to ai^Amm

May the ^Cmission bells r^Ding Of the ^Dmcolorful d^FM7reams In the ^Amfaith that everyone ^Em7is treated right^Am