Glory And Gore Lorde
Lyrics and guitar chords
Th
And we're slipp
But in all cha
Dropping glas
You've be
Took a shi
It's
We mea
And the cry
They lose their minds
And how it p
And we're coming for blood
You could try and take us (Oh-Oh)
But we're the gladiators (Oh-Oh)
Everyone a rager (Oh-Oh)
But secretly they're saviors
That's why we're making headlines (Oh-Oh)
You could try and take us (Oh-Oh)
But victory's contagious
Delicate in every way but one (the swordplay)
God knows we like archaic kinds of fun (the old way)
Chance is the only game I play with, baby
We let our battles choose us
No-one round here's good at keeping their eyes closed
The sun's starting to light up when we're walking home
Tired little laughs, gold-lie promises, we'll always win at this
I don't ever think about death
It's alright if you do, it's fine
We gladiate but I guess we're really fighting ourselves
Roughing up our minds so we're ready when the kill time comes
Wide awake in bed, words in my brain,
"Secretly you love this do you even wanna go free?"
Let me in the ring, I'll show you what that big word means
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ere's a humming in the reAm
stless summer airAnd we're slipp
Em
ing off the course that we preG
paredBut in all cha
C
os, there is calcuAm
lationDropping glas
Em
ses just to hear them breG
akYou've be
C
en drinking like the world was gonna end (it didn't) Am
Took a shi
Em
ner from the fist of your best friend (go fG
igure)It's
C
clear that someone's gotta go Am
We mea
Em
n it but I promise we're not mean G
And the cry
C
goes out (AAm
h-Ah) Em
G
They lose their minds
C
for us (Ah-AAm
h) Em
G
And how it p
C
lays out (Am
Ah-Ah) Em
G
C
Now we're in the ringAnd we're coming for blood
C
(Oh- Oh)You could try and take us (Oh-Oh)
Am
But we're the gladiators (Oh-Oh)
C
Everyone a rager (Oh-Oh)
Am
But secretly they're saviors
C
Glory and gore go hand in hand Am
That's why we're making headlines (Oh-Oh)
C
You could try and take us (Oh-Oh)
Am
But victory's contagious
Delicate in every way but one (the swordplay)
God knows we like archaic kinds of fun (the old way)
Chance is the only game I play with, baby
We let our battles choose us
No-one round here's good at keeping their eyes closed
The sun's starting to light up when we're walking home
Tired little laughs, gold-lie promises, we'll always win at this
I don't ever think about death
It's alright if you do, it's fine
We gladiate but I guess we're really fighting ourselves
Roughing up our minds so we're ready when the kill time comes
Wide awake in bed, words in my brain,
"Secretly you love this do you even wanna go free?"
Let me in the ring, I'll show you what that big word means
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