The Winning Side Chords by The Airborne Toxic Event

Capo 5th fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Riff

Intro

C C F

C C F F

CWell I admit to the mistakes

At least privately in takes

And heFre's another one

CI said "we'd be okay"

"But that's a lie, man"

I mean.. "HFey, we're all dying.. young!!"

CIt's no worse off than it seems..

but it's more like a terrifying dream

And I'm Fserious!!

It's eitCher whiskey, or a bong, or a car crash, or a bomb

I'm seFrious!!

It's theG only thing I think

When I Amwake up in my bed

When myG stomach churns, as theseAm pages turn

Is the wForld burnin'

Or is it only.. in my Ghead?

On a screCen on a TV

On a scene in front of me

With all the wFhite noise n the static

And the stifling of the screams

This is Cwar, this is death, this is real you better bet!

On the wFinning side, the winning side,

The winning side, the winning side

And I'm Csittin' in a train

Over Brooklyn in the rain

All by mFyself

CWhen a thought occurs to me..

That all these people wanna be

Just soFmewhere.. else

Like eveCry day is just a loss,

spent arguing with your boss

Over a cFoffee break

Oh and tChe same is true for me,

I mean, one more indignity

And Im gFoing to break

Because the oGnly thing I think when he wAmalks out on the screen

He says, The sGky falls, and your Amduty calls

Man it Ftakes some balls to be so obscGene

On a sCcreen on a TV

On a scene in front of me

With all the wFhite noise n the static

And the stifling of the screams

This is Cwar, this is death, this is real you better bet!

On the wFinning side, the winning side

The winning side, the winning side

The rGight side, the right side

Well they Amshipped you off, and your parents cried

And it all Gfalls away so quietly

When you Amwake up to reality..

But ReFality?

What's reality? What's rGeality? What's reality?

It's a fucking buCllet!! F

Well I got a Cbrother in Iraq

I got no way to get him back

Like all those Fpeople in the sands,

Buried in Afghanistan

I got a Cchild in a crib

I got a father in a bib

I got no Fpills

I got no skills

I got no idea what I did

I just Cwonder every second

of every minute that passes by

Are we lFiving?

Are we dreaming?

Are we winning where we die?

In a Gcloud of dust, in a mushroom burst

In a Amseries of degradations first

FAll alone, in a hospital bed?

Wondering what we might of done insGtead!

With a Clifetime, lifetime

A lifetime, A lifetime

Well, we Ampaid our dues, and we did our time

But tell me wGhat exactly was our crime?

Well I Amstand and stood for this fallen line

While Fyou decide who lives, who dies

I hope you Gchoke on all.. your... Clies