The Winning Side

the airborne toxic event - the winning side tabbed by : jamin_time standard tuning capo : 5 riff E - - 3 - 1 - - - - - - - - - | B - - - - - - 3 - 0 - 1 - - - | G - - - - - - - - - - - - - - | D - - - - - - - - - - - - - - | A - - - - - - - - - - - - - - | E - - - - - - - - - - - - - - | Intro : C C F riff C C F F C well i admit to the mistakes at least privately in takes F and here’s another one C i said "we’d be okay" "but that’s a lie , man" F i mean . . "hey , we’re all dying . . young!!" C it’s no worse off than it seems . . but it’s more like a terrifying dream F and i’m serious!! C it’s either whiskey , or a bong , or a car crash , or a bomb F i’m serious!! G it’s the only thing i think Am when i wake up in my bed G Am when my stomach churns , as these pages turn F is the world burnin’ G or is it only . . in my head? C on a screen on a tv on a scene in front of me F with all the white noise n the static and the stifling of the screams C this is war , this is death , this is real you better bet! F on the winning side , the winning side , the winning side , the winning side C and i’m sittin’ in a train over brooklyn in the rain F all by myself C when a thought occurs to me . . that all these people wanna be F just somewhere . . else C like every day is just a loss , spent arguing with your boss F over a coffee break C oh and the same is true for me , i mean , one more indignity F and im going to break G Am because the only thing i think when he walks out on the screen G Am he says , the sky falls , and your duty calls F G man it takes some balls to be so obscene C on a screen on a tv on a scene in front of me F with all the white noise n the static and the stifling of the screams C this is war , this is death , this is real you better bet! F on the winning side , the winning side the winning side , the winning side G the right side , the right side Am well they shipped you off , and your parents cried G and it all falls away so quietly Am when you wake up to reality . . F but reality? G what’s reality? what’s reality? what’s reality? C F it’s a fxxking bullet!! C well i got a brother in iraq i got no way to get him back F like all those people in the sands , buried in afghanistan C i got a child in a crib i got a father in a bib F i got no pills i got no skills i got no idea what i did C i just wonder every second of every minute that passes by F are we living? are we dreaming? are we winning where we die? G in a cloud of dust , in a mushroom burst Am in a series of degradations first F all alone , in a hospital bed? G wondering what we might of done instead! C with a lifetime , lifetime F a lifetime , a lifetime C a lifetime , a lifetime F a lifetime , a lifetime G a lifetime , a lifetime Am well , we paid our dues , and we did our time G but tell me what exactly was our crime? Am well i stand and stood for this fallen line F while you decide who lives , who dies G C i hope you choke on all . . your . . . lies