And The Snakes Start To Sing chords by Bring Me The Horizon

• Capo on 2nd

Am
I've lost the plot again

 C                                   G
Tell your friends to sharpen their teeth

 Am                                                 C   G
There's a few quid to be made...


 Am
And my soul's a sorry state

 C                                            G
So come on down, you're empty lovers.

 Am                                                       C   G
Worms come out of the woodwork

 G
And the snakes start to sing.


 Am
Do you feel the chill,

 C                               G
Clawing at the back of your neck?

 Am
I start to spill.

 C                                                     G
Did you really think that you could fix me?

 Am                                 C            G
They'll sell your bones for another roll.

 Am
Well sharpen your teeth.

 C                                        G
Tell yourself that it's just business.


 Am                                                          C    G
Worms come out of the woodwork.

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Leeches crawl from out of the dirt

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Rats come out of the holes they call home,

 Am                            C
I fall apart.

              G
And the snakes start to sing.


 Am
Don't say I'm better off dead,

 C                                                  G
'Cause heaven's full and hell won't have me.

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Won't you make some room in your bed?

 Am
Oh, well you could lock me up in your heart,

 C                                         G
And throw away the key.

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Won't you take me out of my head?


  G                   Am
I'm just a would've been, could've been,

                                  C                             G
Should've been, never was and never ever will be.

 Am
Well, sharpen your teeth.

 C                                    G
Tell yourself that it's just business.

 Am
Would've been, could've been,

                                 C                                G
Should've been, never was, and never ever will be.

 Am                                                              C    G
Worms come out of the woodwork,

 G
And the snakes start to sing.


 Am                                                          C    G
Worms come out of the woodwork.

 Am                                                          C    G
Leeches crawl from out of the dirt

 Am                                                          C    G
Rats come out of the holes they call home,

 Am                            C
I fall apart.

              G
And the snakes start to sing.



 Am
If you can't soar with the eagles,

 C                                            G
Then don't fly with the flock.

 Am                                             C       G
Are you still getting high?

 Am
Did you catch your own reflection,

 C                                             G
In the knife my mother held?

 Am                                                    C      G
Or the hell in my father's eyes?


 Am
If you can't soar with the eagles,

 C                                            G
Then don't fly with the flock.

 Am                                       C    G
Are you still getting by?

 Am
Was I your knight in shining armour?

 C                                  G
The apple of your eye?

 Am                                     C   G
Or just a step to climb?


 Am
If you can't soar with the eagles,

 C                                            G
Then don't fly with the flock.

 Am                                             C   G
Are you still getting high?

 Am
Did you catch your own reflection,

 C                                             G
In the knife my mother held?

 Am                                                    C   G
Or the hell in my father's eyes?


 Am
If you can't soar with the eagles,

 C                                            G
Then don't fly with the flock.

 Am                                       C    G
Are you still getting by?

 Am
Was I your knight in shining armour?

 C                                  G
The apple of your eye?

 Am                                             C                G
Or just a step, a fucking step to climb?