"Walking Dead"
The Insyderz
Beat Motel Records
Intro long bass intro with a distorted guitar play D every once in a
while
then comes into the song with is
D-A-C-G through out the whole thing I didnÂ’t write the chords in the
proper number of times due to laziness just ad-lib itChorus- e|----------------------------------------------------|B|----------------------------------------------------|G|---7--7- 7---7--------------------------------------|D|---7--7- 7---7-------7-7---7-7---10-10--10---5-5--5-|A|---5--5--5-- 5-------7-7---7-7---10-10--10---5-5--5-|E|---------------------5-5---5-5----8--8---8---3-3--3-|
Verse- clean guitar- to get the right sound mute when you strum down,and play on the up strume|------------5-5-5-5--8--8--8-------3-3-3--3--------|B|------------5-5-5-5--8--8--8-------3-3-3--3--------|G|--7-7-7-7---6-6-6-6--9--9--9--9----4-4-4--4--------|D|--7-7-7-7---7-7-7-7-10-10-10-10----5-5-5--5--------|A|--5-5-5-5---7-7-7-7-10-10-10-10----5-5-5--5--------|E|------------5-5-5-5--8--8--8-------3-3-3--3--------|
thatÂ’s pretty much how the song goes
have fun
Eric Benedict
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lyrics
verse1:
you smoke your dope and you snif your coke
mess around like your life's a joke
you need relief and you need it fast
quick highs, man, they won't last
you say being different is being cool
every day i see the same in school
hay man can you bum me a red?
shulda i never got out of bed
chores:
everything looks the same
we're all just playing a game
wonder why your life seems lame
what you need is jesus name 2x
verse2:
you say your life is a big mistake
that's one thing god doesn't make
feeling low, feeling down
it won't happen if god's around
i can see the emptiness in your eyes
your lack and wont of christ is no disguise
on life's struggles you lise your nerve
choose thes day whom you will serve
chores:
veres3:
you smoke your dope and you sniff your coke
mess around like your life's a joke
you need relief and you need it fast
quick highs, man, they won't last
i can see the emptiness in your eyes
your lack and want of christ is no desguise
in life's struggles you lose your nerve
choose this day whom you will serve
chores:
lyrics provided by dereck perkins dereck1@geocities.com
