The Weapon – Rush
Nghệ sĩ: Rush
Hợp Âm Chuẩn
Intro
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Verse 1→ Phiên khúc
ch]G[/ch] [ch]D[/ch
We've got nothing to fear...but fear itself?
ch]Bb[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] [ch]D[/ch
Not pain, not failure, not fatal tragedy?
ch]Bb[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] [ch]D[/ch
Not the faulty units in this mad machinery?
ch]Bb[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] [ch]D[/ch
Not the broken contacts in emotional chemistry?
ch]Am[/ch] [ch]Em[/ch
With an iron fist in a velvet glove
ch]C[/ch
We are sheltered under the gun
ch]Am[/ch] [ch]Em[/ch
In the glory game on the power train
[ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] | [ch]Em[/ch] | [ch]C[/ch] | [ch]C[/ch] |
Thy kingdom's will be done
[ch]Eb[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]Eb[/ch] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Bb[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] | [ch]G[/ch] |
And the things that we fear are a weapon to be held a - gainst us
ch]D[/ch
He's not afraid of your judgment
ch]Am[/ch
He knows of horrors worse than your Hell
ch]G[/ch
He's a little bit afraid of dying
[ch]Am[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] | [ch]E[/ch] | [ch]D[/ch] | [ch]D[/ch] |
But he's a lot more afraid of your lying
[ch]Eb[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]Eb[/ch] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Bb[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] | [ch]G[/ch] |
And the things that he fears are a weapon to be held a - gainst him
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Verse 2→ Phiên khúc
ch]G[/ch] [ch]D[/ch
Can any part of life be larger than life?
ch]Bb[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] [ch]D[/ch
Even love must be limited by time
ch]Bb[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] [ch]D[/ch
And those who push us down that they might climb
ch]Bb[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] [ch]D[/ch
Is any killer worth more than his crime?
ch]Am[/ch] [ch]Em[/ch
Like a steely blade in a silken sheath
ch]C[/ch
We don't see what they're made of
ch]Am[/ch] [ch]Em[/ch
They shout about love, but when push comes to shove
[ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] | [ch]Em[/ch] | [ch]C[/ch] | [ch]C[/ch] |
They live for the things they're afraid of
[ch]Eb[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]Eb[/ch] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Bb[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] | [ch]G[/ch] |
And the knowledge that they fear is a weapon to be used a - gainst them
(x2)
ch]D[/ch
He's not afraid of your judgment
ch]Am[/ch
He knows of horrors worse than your Hell
ch]G[/ch
He's a little bit afraid of dying
[ch]Am[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] | [ch]E[/ch] | [ch]D[/ch] | [ch]D[/ch] |
But he's a lot more afraid of your lying
[ch]Eb[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]Eb[/ch] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Bb[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] | [ch]G[/ch] |
And the things that he fears are a weapon to be held a - gainst him