[Verse 1]
A
Stung by the stillness of it all
G
Waitin’ in vain for the almighty crash
D Dm A
As little England rips itself to pieces

[Verse 2]
A
Buried my grandma along with her world
G
In this twisted mutation is where I reside
F Dm A F
Wallowing in the light of the monitor

[Interlude]
Dm A F
Woah
Dm A
Woah

[Verse 3]
A
We are the scum who overstayed their welcome
G
Scribed on the walls in the back lane by my flat
F Dm A G
Teenage premonitions of Armageddon

[Chorus]
F
Don’t you let it get you
Dm
Don’t fall in the mire
A
Hold your head up higher
G
Don’t you let it in sigh
F
Mark my words
Dm A
This is the leveller

[Instrumental]
F Dm A F

[Post-Chorus]
Dm A
Woah

[Verse 4]
A
Scurry around my town, silеnt for miles
G
With a cancer in my blood and a ringing in my ear
F Dm A
And thе fear is the closest thing to fun that I have

[Interlude]
F Dm A
Woah

[Instrumental]
F Dm A

[Chorus]
F
Don’t you let it get you
Dm
Don’t fall in the mire
A
Hold your head up, hold your head up
F
Don’t you let it, don’t you let it
Dm
Don’t fall in, don’t fall in
A
Don’t fall in, don’t fall in

[Instrumental]
F Dm A F

[Outro]
Dm A
Woah
F
Oh
Dm A
Woah