Walking Is Still Honest

	  		D riff 

D riff                       
Dear mother, 
                             
This is just survival. 
                    B             A             
Cannot promise your children everything, 
              B               A                     
But you would lie so they can sleep tonight. 
D riff                                                    
Defeat tasted nothing like you said. 
                   B                   A              
Still 22 days left till the end of the world. 
   B          A            E                 
My legacy was making you a man 
                          G                    
For a justice I could not change. 
                         E                 
This is one voice not to forget; 
                                G        
"Fight every fight like you can win; 
                   E               
An iron fisted champion, 
        G           D                     
An iron willed fuck up." 


    G                   D                                          
Can anybody tell me why God won't speak to me?    
    A                           B                A                 
Why Jesus never called on me to part the fucking seas?   
    G                    D                 
Why death is easier than living?  
                  A                
You can be almost anything  
            B               A              
When you're on your fucking knees. 
    G                     
Not today, 
       D               
Not my son, 
       A                  
Not my family, 
          B                A                   
Not while walking is still honest, 
        G                   D         
And you haven't given up on me. 

B  A  G    B  A  

D riff                       
Dear shithead, 
                                    
This isn't happening;  
    B             A                
The sky is really falling, 
    B                   A             
The paint's all made of lead, 
D riff                                          
There's asbestos in the walls, 
                                                       
Hell's come over to rip off the doors 
       B          A           B           A                  
To the priveleged mansion. 
                        E               
Do you want to love and feel it? 
                           G              
You can look but you can't taste it. 
                               E            
You can reach but you'll never have it. 
         G                     
We are untouchable; 
                            D        
Untouchable is something to be. 


    G                   D                                          
Can anybody tell me why God won't speak to me?    
    A                           B                A                 
Why Jesus never called on me to part the fucking seas?   
    G                    D                 
Why death is easier than living?  
                  A                
You can be almost anything  
            B               A              
When you're on your fucking knees. 
    G                     
Not today, 
       D               
Not my son, 
       A                  
Not my family, 
          B                A                   
Not while walking is still honest, 
        G                   D         
And you haven't given up on me. 
        B       A           G           
And you haven't given up on me, 
        B       A         D               
And you haven't forgotten me...