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Listen to the song for rhythms Great song off "Grace Under Pressure" Standard tuning
DmAll that we can do is just survive All that we can do to help ourselves is stay aGlive DmAll that we can do is just survive All that we can do to help ourselves is stay aGlive
AmRagged lines of ragged gray Skeletons, they shuffle awGay Shouting guards and smoking gunGs
Will cut down the unlucky ones Am
I cluAmtch the wire fence until my fiEmngers bleed A wFound that will not heal A hFeart that cannot feel AmHoping that the horror wEmill recede FHoping that tomorrow we'll all be freed
Am Sickness to insanity
Prayer to profGanity Days and weeks and months go Gby
Don't feel the hunger
Too weAmak to cry AmI hear the sound of gunfire at the pEmrison gate FAre the liberators here? Do I hFope or do I fear? AmFor my father and my brother, Emit's too late But FI must help my mother stand up straight
DmAre we the last ones left alive? Are we the only human beings to suGrvive? DmAre we the last ones left alive? Are we the only human beings to suGrvive?
I heAmar the sound of gunfire at the prEmison gate FAre the liberators here? Do I Fhope or do I fear? AmFor my father and my brother, Emit's too late FBut I must help my mother stand up straight
DmAre we the last ones left alive? Are we the only human beings to suGrvive? DmAre we the last ones left alive? Are we the only human beings to suGrvive?