Vampires Are Poseurs Song For The Living Cifras

[Intro]
D Bm F#m G x2
 
[Verse 1]
D                      A                     G
  I don't believe in heaven, I do believe in hell
                               A
It's down the street from here,  we both lived there for years
D                             A                                     G
  We burned the calendars for warmth, and the alarm clocks just for fun
                             A
We closed the blinds to make goddamn sure
                            G
That we could never see the sun
                Bm
You could set a watch by the bottle returns
                 G                  D
And the ashtrays overflowing on the floor
Bm                  D                       A      A
Nothing's free but time when you're so damn poor
 
[Pre-Chorus 1]
D                           Bm                         G
  But the past was death row, the future's a battlefield
                           A
I hope we choose the right war
D                                       Bm                                 G
  'Cause I've been fist fighting gravity, since the day I learned how to breathe
                                 A
I still wake up on the same cold floor I fell asleep on
 
[Chorus]
D       A                  Bm           G
  So I won't, but we shall overcome someday
D                A           Bm                 G
  I can't do it alone, but I shall be free someday
D                       A           Bm                      G
  I don't know how to live, but I'm sick of learning how to die
D        A                Bm          G
  Vampirism is for poseurs in junior high
 
[Trumpet]
D Bm F#m G x2
 
[Verse 2]
D                      A                           G
  Made our own postal system, to cross the continent
                                         A
As long as freight trains run and loners pick up dreamers with thumbs
                   D
Who needs governments to get a letter to you
                A
Or a mixtape to me, or a postcard to Johnstown?
         G
What's a thousand miles between friends?
         A
What's a friend that's not worth crossing a country?
D           A                D
  But I owe money and broken hearts
               G                     D
From Philly to Sydney and back to Vermont
     F#m      Bm
(yeeeah) I regret a million things
           G                       A     A
And that's only what I haven't forgot
 
[Pre-Chorus 2]
D                             Bm                            G
  But the past was a minefield, and right now is a prison break
                   A
I hope we make it alive
D                                  Bm
  When who we are doesn't stop where the law begins
      G                            A
Then we'll storm their courthouses to survive
 
[Chorus]
D       A                  Bm           G
  So I won't, but we shall overcome someday
D                A            Bm                 G
  I can't do it alone, but we shall be free someday
D                       A           Bm                      G
  I don't know how to live, but I'm sick of learning how to die
D        A                Bm          G
  Vampirism is for poseurs in junior high
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