Intro

C#m

Verse

ONE STRUM - C#m B F#m

C#m  B      F#m
Pack up your things...

PERCUSB VE STRUM - C#m B F#m

They brand you with the fire...

Chorus

C#m
So dont be a running in life
A
You wont turn to time
B
So dont be a running in life
F#m
You wont turn to time


G  O
NO where near exact just sorta idea

E|-4-5-7-5-4--4-4--|
B|-----------7-5-5-| Sorta continues in that pentatonic shape
G|-----------------|
D|-----------------|
A|-----------------|
E|-----------------|

Lyrics

VERSE 1

Pack up your things
Your work here is done
A slave to the beast
No mercy with time
No mercy with time

They brand you with the fire
They push you into the sun
They want the freedom to expire
They want everyone to be numb

The world's drinking from a cup
That no-one wants to share
The words from the king
That no-one wants to hear

CHORUS

So don't be a running life
You wont turn to time       x4

VERSE 2

The trash may clog up machines
Kids trading roses for guns
Track marks under the sleeve
I can't talk i need to run

A lost stowaway in the rain
Not knowing what to say
Mama wont you sing
It's like a cut butterfly