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Bricks Acoustic

American War
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
 
e(-----0----------0---------3--------0--)
White  were the walls that encased  my body
White  were the hands that locked  me inside
White  was the color of  every other stripe
 Of the flag  that watched  over our dreams
If  labels are limits,  then those sirens  are blaring
Behind  us as  we fly on by
 Screaming 'get  back here you  dirty sons of bitches
Can't  you read  that fucking sign?'
White  were the sheets upon which  I slumbered
White  was the lights that awoke  me
White  was the noise that  echoed down the hallway
And  silently rattled  through my brain
If  labels are limits,  then we're crashing  right through  that
Glass ceiling overhead
And  the janitors keep  the brooms and  dustpans in the  closet
And  smile wide-eyed  towards the  sky
If  labels are limits,  then we're crashing  right through  that
Glass ceiling overhead
And  the janitors keep  the brooms and  dustpans in the  closet
And  smile wide-eyed  towards the  sky
And  smile wide-eyed  towards the sky

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Readable chord sheet for Bricks Acoustic by American War

[C]         [C#]         [G]       [Am]
e(-----0----------0---------3--------0--)
[G]
[B]
[A]
[F]
[E]

[C] [C#] [C] [G]
[C] [C#] [Am] [G] [F]

[C]White were the walls that [C#]encased my body

[C]White were the hands that [G]locked me inside

[C]White was the color of[C#] every other stripe

Of the [Am]flag that [G]watched over our [F]dreams

[C]If labels are [G]limits, then those [Am]sirens are [C#]blaring
[C]Behind us [G]as we fly on [Am]by

Screaming '[C]get back [G]here [Am]you dirty sons of [C#]bitches

[C]Can't you [G]read that fucking [Am]sign?'

[C]White were the sheets upon [C#]which I slumbered

[C]White was the lights that a[G]woke me

[C]White was the noise t[C#]hat echoed down the hallway

[Am]And silently [G]rattled through my [F]brain

[C]If labels are [G]limits, then we're [Am]crashing right [C#]through that

[C]Glass [G]ceiling [Am]overhead

[C]And the janitors [G]keep the brooms [Am]and dustpans in [C#]the closet

[C]And smile [G]wide-eyed towards the[Am] sky

[C] [C#] [C] [G]
[C] [C#] [Am] [G] [F]

[C]If labels are [G]limits, then we're [Am]crashing right [C#]through that

[C]Glass [G]ceiling [Am]overhead

[C]And the janitors [G]keep the brooms [Am]and dustpans in [C#]the closet

[C]And smile [G]wide-eyed towards the[Am] sky

[C]And smile [G]wide-eyed towards the [Am]sky

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