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Until It Breaks by Linkin Park

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Verse:

          A
It goes a one, two, three

                    Bb                       A
I was born with the hunger of a lion, the strength of a sun

   G                               A
I don't need to sweat it when the competition come

 Bb                      A
Original style, like an eight of eight drum

      G                          A
So I don't run the track, no, I make the track run

   Bb                         A
My momma taught me words, my daddy built rockets

   G                           A
I hold 'em both together now, tell me what I got

Bb                           A
It's a pretty small weapon, I can shoot it, I can drop it

      G                               A
But learn to respect it 'cause you clearly can't stop it

       A
Like that...

                           A
It ain't over 'cause the sharks on the left side, the snakes on the right

    A
And anything you do, they wanna get a little bite

     A
It really doesn't matter if you're wrong or if you're right

      A
Cause once they get their teeth in, nothing really fights

    Bb                         A
And razzle me, I do it like I got nothing to lose

      G                                     A
And you can run your mouth like you could try to fill my shoes

      Bb                             A
But steady little soldier, I ain't standing next to you

        G                                A
I can lay it on the ground before you're even in my view

       A
Like that...


Interlude:

Am                           G      Am
Give me the strength of the rising sun

Am            C           D      Am
Give me the truth of the words unsung

              C          D                  C
And when the last bells ring, the poor men sing

                     D
Bring me to kingdom come


Verse:

                             A
This is something for your people on the block to blackout and rock to

 A
Give you what you need like Papa, who shot ya

 A
Separate the weak from the obsolete, you're meek, I creep hard on impostors

G
 And switch styles on the dime, quick-witted y'all

  G
Quit tripping, I don't have time for your crying

G
 I grind tough sucka make your mind up, are you in the firing squad or are you in the line-up?

Bb                   A
 Bang, bang, little monkey man playing

          G                       A
With the big guns only get you slain

                           Bb                      A
I ain't playing, I'm just saying you ain't got a sliver of a chance

      G                            A
I get ill or I deliver while you quiver in your pants

Bb                      A
 So shake, shake down, money, here's the break down

  G                             A
You can play the bank, I'mma play the bank take down

Bb                        A
 And no mistakes now I'm coming to get you

            G                         A
I'm just a Banksy, you're a Brainwash, get the picture?

            A
It's like that


Chorus:

     A
We swim against the rising waves

      D                 A
and crash against the shore

     A
The body bends until it breaks

    D              A     D  A
The early morning sings no more

    A
So rest your head. it's time to sleep

       D                 A
And dream of what's in store

     A
The body bends until it breaks

     D              A
And sings again no more

       E                  A
Cause time has torn the flesh away

     D                   E  A
The early morning sings no more