Chemical Overreaction Compound FractureCifra de Teclado

Intro: Am  E  Am  E 

Am 
Nettles on my saddle and a badge on my vest, better bet I'll never settle and I never could rest 
                                           
Till the sunrise dies and sets in the west, a rattlesnake bite and a bullet in my chest 
        Dm                                               Am 
I won't stop to drop to draw a line in the sand, 'cause I'll be picked apart to pieces by coyotes 
       Dm                                                  E 
I'm a lizard in the hand of the medicine man who is the wizard of the land on wild peyote. Woah 
 

 Am                          E 
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I'm taking action 
 Am                           E 
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I'm gaining traction 
Am                           E 
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, no more distractions 
          F     E                       Am 
I'm done relaxing. I am a chemical reaction 


 

Am 
Bienvenidos a la villa de arañas españas 

Where the sentimental value of the city around you 

Is deleted obsolete and still completely will stun you 
    
I'm tripping like a klutz and I'm rolling like thunder 
      Dm                                         Am 
I'm a snot nosed pothead playing with matches, a rotten spot of mold with my hands on a cactus 
  Dm                                      E 
My mouth is dry and my eyes are red, I'm chewing on sand 'cause the desert's in my head 



 Am                          E 
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I'm taking action 
 Am                           E 
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I'm gaining traction 
Am                           E 
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, no more distractions 
          F     E                       Am 
I'm done relaxing. I am a chemical reaction 


Solo:  E  Am  E  Am 
       E  Am  E  F  E  G 

 

C                    E           F                    Fm 
Wretch and pule this panoramic, stretched out view is fat with panic 
C            E                   F                     Fm               G 
Precognition lacks in hindsight, we caught the illness back before the twilight 
C             E                    F               Fm 
I might be a saint worth steeples, I might be the brain of evil 
C                     E            F          Fm         C 
Bad things happen to good people, good things happen to me