Hands Held High - Linkin Park | Guitar Chords

[Intro]
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A | F#m | D | A 
E
A

[Verse 1]
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        A
Turn my mic up louder
I got to say something
Lightweights stepping aside,
When we come in
F#m
Feel it in your chest
The syllables get pumping
People on the street
They panic and start running
D
Words on loose leaf
Sheet complete coming
I jump on my mind
I summon the rhyme I'm dumping
A
Healing the blind
I promise to let the sun in
E
Sick of the dark ways
We march to the drumming
A
Jump when they tell us
They want to see jumping
Fuck that, I want to
See some fist pumping
F#m
Risk something
Take back what's yours
Say something that you know
They might attack you for
           D
'Cause I'm sick of being treated
Like I had before
Like it's stupid standing for
What I'm standing for
          A
Like this war is really just
A different brand of war
        E
Like it doesn't cater the rich
And an abandon the poor
          F#m
Like they understand you
In the back of the jet
         D
When you can't put gas in your tank
                       A
These fuckers are laughing their way
To the bank and cashing their check
       E
Asking you to have compassion and to have some respect

[Pre-Chorus (1)]
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      F#m
For a leader so nervous
In an obvious way
       D
Stuttering and mumbling
For nightly news to replay
        A
And the rest of the world
Watching at the end of the day
       E
In the living room laughing
Like what did he say?

[Chorus (1)]
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F#m | D | A | E 
A

[Verse 2]
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      A
In my living room watching
But I am not laughing
'Cause when it gets tense
I know what might happen
    F#m
The world is cold
The bold men take action
Have to react
Or get blown into fractions
D
 Ten years old is something to see
Another kid my age drugged under a jeep
      A
Taken and bound and found later under a tree
        E
I wonder if he thought the "next one could be me"
       A
Do you see?
The soldiers they're out today
That brush the dust from bulletproof vests away
        F#m
It's ironic
At times like this you pray
But a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday
        D
There's bombs in the buses, bikes, roads
Inside your markets, your shops, your clothes
   A
My dad, he's got a lot of fear I know
          E
But enough pride inside not to let that show
   F#m
My brother had a book he would hold with pride
  D
A little red cover with a broken spine
           A
In the back he hand wrote a quote inside
         E
When the rich wage war, it's the poor who die

[Pre-Chorus (2)]
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    F#m
Meanwhile, the leader just talks away
       D
Stuttering and mumbling
For nightly news to replay
        A
And the rest of the world
Watching at the end of the day
     E
Both scared and angry
Like what did he say?

[Chorus (2)]
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F#m D A E          F#m
         With hands   held high

[Chorus/Outro]
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       D
Into a sky so blue
     A
The ocean opens up
   E
To swallow you
          F#m
With hands   held high
       D
Into a sky so blue
     A
The ocean opens up
   E
To swallow you
          F#m
With hands   held high
       D
Into a sky so blue
     A
The ocean opens up
   E
To swallow you
          F#m
With hands   held high
       D
Into a sky so blue
     A
The ocean opens up
   E
To swallow you
          F#m
With hands   held high
       D
Into a sky so blue
     A
The ocean opens up
   E
To swallow you
          F#m
With hands   held high
       D
Into a sky so blue
     A
The ocean opens up
To swallow you