Glory And Gore

Tom: C

Verso 1:
              C                        Am
There's a humming in the restless summer air
               Em                            G
And we're slipping off the course that we prepared
              C                 Am
But in all chaos, there is calculation
             Em                       G
Dropping glasses just to hear them break
         C                                                    Am
You've been drinking like the world was gonna end (it didn't)
          Em                                         G
Took a shiner from the fist of your best friend (go figure)
     C                                  Am
It's clear that someone's gotta go
      Em                                       G
We mean it but I promise we're not mean

Pré-Refrão:
            C          Am        Em      G
And the cry goes out (Ah-Ah)
                     C            Am       Em    G
They lose their minds for us (Ah-Ah)
            C         Am        Em        G
And how it plays out (Ah-Ah)
C
Now we're in the ring

And we're coming for blood

Refrão:
C
(Oh- Oh) 
                                    Am
You could try and take us (Oh-Oh)
                                  C
But we're the gladiators (Oh-Oh)
                          Am
Everyone a rager (Oh-Oh)
                            
But secretly they're saviors
C                                 Am
Glory and gore go hand in hand
                                                 C
That's why we're making headlines (Oh-Oh)
                                      Am
You could try and take us (Oh-Oh)

But victory's contagious

Verso 2: 
(Mesmos acordes do verso 1)
Delicate in every way but one (the swordplay)

God knows we like archaic kinds of fun (the old way)

Chance is the only game I play with, baby

We let our battles choose us

(Pré-Refrão)

(Refrão)

Ponte:
(A capella)
No-one round here's good at keeping their eyes closed
The sun's starting to light up when we're walking home
Tired little laughs, gold-lie promises, we'll always win at this
I don't ever think about death
It's alright if you do, it's fine
We gladiate but I guess we're really fighting ourselves
Roughing up our minds so we're ready when the kill time comes
Wide awake in bed, words in my brain, 
"Secretly you love this do you even wanna go free?"
Let me in the ring, I'll show you what that big word means

(Refrão)