Em
Simple story about a man that got framed on a wall
             G
Had a picture and a name and a number to call
                             D
They started ringing started singing out his name in the hall
                 Am
No one wondered if he did it at all
                   Em
There's a mob at the door it's about to get bloody
                      G
Had some friends by his side who were actin' real funny
                            D
They said the town's outside and it ain't even sunny
                  Am
And the bounty is a whole lot of money
           Em
He's sweating, he's bleeding, he's having trouble breathing
        G
His friends died, there's no time he ain't even grieving
           D
He's kicking, he's screaming, but he can take the beating
       B7
So he just keeps repeating
        Em
My arms, my legs, my heart, my skull
        G
My brain, my blood, but not my soul
D
Stab me in my back, my friend
Am
Fill me with adrenaline
        Em
My arms, my legs, my heart, my skull
        G
My brain, my blood, but not my soul
D
Kick me I'll get up again
Am
Fill me with adrenaline
Em
    He's getting up, yeah, he's getting up
G
    He's looking rough, he bout had enough
D
    And so he stands, puts down his hands
Am
    Tries to be a man, tries to be a man
                           Em
But there's a place in his mind where he's still just a kid
                 Gm
And he knows that he's grown, but they're under his skin
                     D
Cause the scars on his back, fits the knife in his ribs
                     Am
Trades an eye for an eye and a fist for a fist
          Em
He's sweating, he's bleeding, he's having trouble breathing
        G
His friends died, there's no time he ain't even grieving
          D
He's kicking, he's screaming, but he can take the beating
      B7
So he just keeps repeating
        Em
My arms, my legs, my heart, my skull
       G
My brain, my blood, but not my soul
D
Stab me in my back, my friend
Am
Fill me with adrenaline
        Em
My arms, my legs, my heart, my skull
       G
My brain, my blood, but not my soul
D
Kick me I'll get up again
Am
Fill me with adrenaline
Em
 Yeah

Outside tryna mind my business
G
    Whole town tryna bring me down like
                D
Guess I can't trust nobody in it
              C
Looking up when they tryna make me look bad
Am
Two faces, which do I look at?
               B7
Ain't it crazy how the lames ducking never put em up but seem to love to jab
       Em
My house, my car, take all I have
       G
My friends to foes, the clothes off my back
D
When they burn it all to a crisp

I'ma build it back up again
                 Am
Ain't no pit stops on this road trip

Only fuel we got is adrenaline
        Em
My arms, my legs, my heart, my skull
        G
My brain, my blood, but not my soul
D
Stab me in my back, my friend
Am
Fill me with adrenaline
        Em
My arms, my legs, my heart, my skull
        G
My brain, my blood, but not my soul
D
Kick me I'll get up again
Am
Fill me with adrenaline
  Em                          G
         (Adrenaline)
                       D
(Adrenaline)
Am
      (Adrenaline)