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Hollywood Undead - Pray

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Tom:

Fm

ver outros tons
  
Verse 
Fm                     Gb 
Born on the right side of the wrong side 
  Fm                      Gb 
I wear my f*cking insides on my outsides 
Fm                            Gb 
You can see my heart beat, it beats right through 
    Fm                                     Gb 
And till the day it stops, I'm gonna motherf*cking persecute! 
Fm           Gb 
Every single one of you 
Fm                                              Gb 
I'm not alone, I got the devil, and he's coming too 
Fm                                            Gb 
Coming through to straight motherf*cking bury you 
Fm                                        Gb 
Someone's gotta die and I'm f*cking bulletproof 
       Fm                                    Gb 
Let me tell you a story, it's about a little kid 
Fm                                              Gb 
Who never really understood much of anything he did 
         Fm                        Gb 
He had a chest full of heart and a body full of scars 
     Fm                     Gb 
In a broke down palace on a broken boulevard 
Fm                                                 Gb 
And he was faithless, but he lived through all the hurt 
       Fm                           Gb 
'Cause every time he did he knew he got what he deserved 
       Fm                      Gb 
Had to hold onto the fire even if he had to burn 
    Fm                                          Gb 
Any pain became the only way that he could ever learn 
   Fm                                   Gb 
So thankless, but he knew that he could take this 
Fm                                             Gb 
Everything then came apart so one day he could make this 
Fm                                   Gb 
It's a song for the nameless, that's ageless 
     Fm                          Gb 
Hold onto my hand, I'll show you scripture in these pages 

Chorus 
G5                        Ebm 
Hold on, hold tight, it's not your turn to die yet 
G5                          Ebm 
So long, goodnight, there's not always tomorrow 
G5                        Ebm 
Hold on, hold tight, it's not your turn to die yet 
G5                  Ebm 
So long, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight 
Fm                               Bbm 
Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt! 
Fm                               Bbm 
Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt! 
Fm                               Bbm 
Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt! 
Ab 
Now it's your turn to die 
Fm                               Bbm 
Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt! 
Fm                               Bbm 
Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt! 
Fm                               Bbm 
Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt! 
Fm                               Bbm 
Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt! 

Verse 
Fm                           Gb 
Feel the fire, the heat, the pyre 
    Fm                    Gb 
The angel you know is the devil admired 
Fm                     Gb 
Everything ends like a voice in the choir 
Fm                       Gb 
Telling the truth to you motherf*cking liars 
Fm                          Gb 
Listen, calm down, I know I gotta hold out 
      Fm                     Gb 
Can't f*cking fall down, the mirror says I sold out 
Fm                         Gb 
God had a vision, and that vision is me 
      Fm                                      Gb 
And I hold it in my heart every second that I breathe 
   Fm                   Gb 
So Holy Ghost, hold me, please 
Fm                         Gb 
I don't need these needful things 
Fm                             Gb 
What are these songs that I'll need? 
Fm                      Gb 
I see this image when I dream 
       Fm                                                Gb 
So I'm living 'cause it's the only motherf*cking thing I got 
                         Fm                              Gb 
'Cause I'm motherf*cking Three, and you're motherf*cking not 
                      Fm                          Gb 
I got a motherf*cking gun, and the motherf*cker's cocked 
                        Fm                         Gb 
And I'll point it to my head until I motherf*cking drop 
   Fm                                   Gb 
So thankless, but he knew that he could take this 
Fm                            Gb 
Everything then came apart so one day he could make this 
       Fm                            Gb 
It's a song for the nameless, that's ageless 
Fm                               Gb 
Hold onto my hand, I'll show you scripture in these pages 

Chorus 
G5                        Ebm 
Hold on, hold tight, it's not your turn to die yet 
G5                          Ebm 
So long, goodnight, there's not always tomorrow 
G5                        Ebm 
Hold on, hold tight, it's not your turn to die yet 
G5                  Ebm 
So long, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight 
Fm                               Bbm 
Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt! 
Fm                               Bbm 
Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt! 
Fm                               Bbm 
Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt! 
Ab 
Now it's your turn to die 
Fm                               Bbm 
Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt! 
Fm                               Bbm 
Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt! 
Fm                               Bbm 
Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt! 
Fm                               Bbm 
Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt! 

Outro 
   Fm                                   Gb 
So thankless, but he knew that he could take this 
Fm                            Gb 
Everything then came apart so one day he could make this 
       Fm                            Gb 
It's a song for the nameless, that's ageless 
Fm                               Gb 
Hold onto my hand, I'll show you scripture in these pages 
N.C. 
Most men lead lives in quiet desperation 
N.C. 
Eventually, that desperation has to end 
Fm                           Ebm 
But first, head back to the crucible 
Fm                          Ebm 
The resistance will come to pass 
Fm                    Ebm 
Now it's your time to die 
Fm             Ab 
Put you in the dirt 
Fm                      Ebm 
Put you, put you in the dirt 
Fm             Ebm 
Put you in the dirt 
Fm                      Ebm 
Put you, put you in the dirt 
Fm                    Ebm 
Now it's your time to die 
  

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