Third Coast Temple chords by Elway

Intro: G#m B G#m B F#


verse 1

                   G#m
If I am mad, it is mercy
                  B
To be alive not staring blankly
     G#5                      G5
And stern as a soldier while, as you get older
      F#5                        F5                 E5
Your callousness drags you right up to your hideous end
F#5              G5           F#
All alone in the web you spin

verse 2

                        G#m
If you're alive, it's a wonder
                        B
That the current hasn?t pulled you under
    G#5                   G5
And dragged you down 900 feet
                       F#5                       F5                         E5
From the air that you breathe just to exhale the bullshit that you seem to speak
F#5                     G5
And brag about all the pain you wreak


   B                       C#m             G#m  F#  G#m
Invertebrate, too weak to crawl out of the mud
   B                      C#m               G#m  F#
So insolent, we fill our mouth with other?s blood


Verse

B                           C#m
Bloody water seeps into the sand on the third coast
     G#m                        F#                     E
And pools around the feet of a tall, broad shouldered man
                                B
The town?s reflection?s like a crumpled up pay stub
      F#5                         G5
He's making little plans, little plans, little plans
B                           C#m
Bloody water seeps into the sand on the third coast
     G#m                        F#                     E
And pools around the feet of a tall, broad shouldered man
                                B
The town?s reflection?s like a crumpled up pay stub
      F#
He's making little plans, little plans, little plans

Outro

B            F#             G#m                  B         F#           E
Hang my reservations out to dry, cause I've got enemies to make before I die
B            F#             G#m                  B         F#           E     G#m
Hang my reservations out to dry, cause I've got enemies to make before I die