Misc Unsigned Bands — Isaac Lister - The Profiteer Chords

The Profiteer
Isaac Lister
The End Of The Line (2009)

Standard Tuning (EADGBE)

Chords used:

Bm: x—2—4—4—3—2
Bm/A: x—0—4—4—3—0
Bm/G: x—3—4—4—3—0
Bm/F#: 2—x—4—4—3—2
A: x—0—2—2—2—0
A/F#: 2—x—0—2—2—0
D: x—x—0—2—3—2
D/F#: 2—x—0—2—3—0
G: 3—2—0—0—3—3
G/F#: 2—x—0—0—3—3


Intro: Bm, Bm/A, Bm/G x2

     Bm    Bm/A     Bm/G
They won't take you with them 
                       Bm      Bm/A                Bm/G
Cos they don't really care, as long as the profits roll in
      Bm       Bm/A       Bm/G
The drugs they deal won't kill you
                 Bm       Bm/A            Bm/G
They'll just be enough to slowly pull you in

                A    
And there's no drive
A/F#       D/F#      G  
Nothing to keep us alive
          A
And in my mind
A/F#             D/F#         G   G/F#              
There's all that they left behind
                Em         A                       Bm   Bm/A   Bm/G  Bm  Bm/A  Bm/G
Cos theres no light, and theres no reason to fight

              Bm       Bm/A            Bm/G
They're wired to the thoughts you're thinking
                  Bm    Bm/A         Bm/G
You'll give them all a piece of your mind

                Bm        Bm/A             Bm/G
The lightning cracks, so does the bathroom mirror
                Bm        Bm/A             Bm/G
You're chasing away, the shards of who you were

                A
And there's no need
    A/F#    D/F#      G
For your insufferable greed
            A   
And deep in thought
      A/F#    D/F#        G    G/F#
Your soul was sold to be bought
            Em        A                          Bm G D A, Bm G D A,
Collecting dust, for all your hopeless mistrust

    Bm     G      D   A
The sun is now imploding
    Bm       G      D   A
The earth is caving in
    Bm        G        D    A
The skies are clouding over
       Bm   G     D    A
You're so unwelcoming

    Bm       G      D   A
You live without a meaning
     Bm        G      D   A
Your lifelines are so bleak
     Bm     G       D    A
Just like a barren wasteland
     Bm      G       D   A
Your excuses are so weak

               A   
There's no disguise
A/F#   D/F#     G
No escaping the lies
               A
You know its true
A/F#    D/F#            G
There's nothing you can do
              A
You drag them in
A/F#          D/F#         G 
There's no forgiveness for sin
          A            A/F#
When even God can't relate
     D/F#                    G    G/F#
You know you've left it too late

Em                      A                                     Bm Bm/A Bm/G Bm/F# Bm Bm/A Bm/G Bm/F#
Back at the place you begun, found mercy in the barrel of a gun
      Bm   Bm/A     Bm/G     Bm/F#
They won't take you with them
                       Bm       Bm/A              Bm/G   Bm/F# Bm/G Bm/A Bm
Cos they don't really care, as long as no one's listening.