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标题:Black Masks and Gasoline
标签: 总谱
艺人:Rise Against
专辑:Revolutions per minute
作词:Rise Against
作曲:Rise Against
制谱人:dinner_for_2@hotmail.com
附注:
I should have quite a few songs coming up that i've tabbed, I will post them when they are done. I tabbed this song by ear and it should be at least 90% complete. by all means correct it, but give me credit
节拍: ♩ = 104
注释:Simply because you can breathedoesn't mean you're aliveor that you really liveThis life has taken its tollshe just doesntknow how much more she can giveBut here, at the top of the worldI raise my hands and i clench my fistsThey stand before me belowdemanding answerswith flips of a switchI don't understand where yougot this idea so deeplyengrained in your headis something that you must impressBut i couldnt careLessA need for revolution'srisingit comes to thesurfacegasping for airwe're notputting up with this planetone moredaymuch less one more yeari don't understandwhere you'vegot this idea sodeeply engrained in your headis something that you must impress'cos i couldnt care lessSo here, and now, in our rotting nationthe blood,it pours, its all on our hands nowwe live, in fear,of our own potentialto win, to lose,it's all in out hands nowand i have, and american dream but it involves black masks and gasoline, one day i'll turnthese thoughts into screamsat a world turned it's back down on meidon't understandwhere you gotthis idea sodeeply engrained in your headissomething that you must impress'cos i couldnt care less...That this worldThat this worldThat this worldPicked with fingernailsFinger picked
标记:IntroVerse 1ChorusVerse 2ChorusInterludeVerse 3Chorus
歌词:
Black Masks & Gasoline
Simply because you can breathe,
doesn't mean you're alive,
or that you really live.
this life has taken it's toll
and she just doesn't know,
how much more she can give
But here, at the top of the world, where I raise my hands and I clench my fists,
they stand before me below, demanding the answers with flips of a switch
I don't understand where you got this idea,
so deeply ingrained in your head
(that this world) is something that you must impress,
cause I couldn't care less
A need for revolution's rising, it comes to the surface, gasping for air,
we're not putting up with this planet one more day much less one more year
I don't understand where you got this idea,
so deeply ingrained in your head
(that this world) is something that you must impress,
cause I couldn't care less
So here and now, in our rotting nation
the blood, it pours, it's all on our hands now
we live, in fear, of our own potential
to win, to lose, it's all on our hands now
And I have an American Dream,
but it involves black masks and gasoline,
one day I'll turn these thoughts into screams,
at a world turned its back down on me
I don't understand where you got this idea,
so deeply ingrained in your head
(that this world) is something that you must impress,
cause I couldn't care less