Em G7 C E [Verse 1]Em G7 What if one day we just refused to play?C E With no one to hate, they'd be out of a jobEm G7 You've gone off script, you just can't walk awayAm D Leave us naked, fleeced and racked with sobs [Chorus 1]G D WhoaF C G We're locked in a death grip and it's taking its tollG D F C When our enemies are what make us wholeG D Listen to meF C G No more excuses, no more apathyG D F C This ain't no archipelago, no remote atoll[Verse 2]Em G7 All my enemies, they just fall in love with meC E Keeping us distracted while the till gets robbedEm All our cries were criedG7 Now there are no sidesAm D Try selling that one to an angry mob [Chorus 2] G D F C x2G D WhoaF C G J. Edgar Hoover wore a white mink stoleG D F His enemies are what made him wholeC Oh, what made him wholeG (His enemies are what made him whole)G D WhoaF C G A three-headed monster swallows TokyoG D Her enemies are what make her wholeC G (Her enemies are what make her whole)G D Whoa(Our enemies are what make us whole)F C G We're locked in a death grip and it's taking its tollG D F When our enemies are what make us wholeC G (Our enemies are what make us whole)G D Whoa(Our enemies are what make us whole)F C G No more excuses, no more apathyG D F C This ain't no archipelago, no remote atoll
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