Biffy Clyro - Machines

^GI would dig a thousand holes to lay ^Cadd9next to you I would ^Emdig a thousand more^D if I needed to ^{Cadd9 G}I look around the grave for an esc^Cadd9ape route of old routines ^DThere doesn't seem to b^Ge any other way ^Cadd9

^EmI’ve started falling apart I??^G?m not savouring life ^Cadd9 I’v^De forgotten how good it could^G be to feel alive ^Cadd9

^GCrazy as it sounds you wont feel as l^Cadd9ow as you feel right now At l^Emeast that’s what I've been ^Dtold by everyone ^Cadd9

^DI whisper empty sou^Emnds in your ear and hope^Cadd9 that you won’t let go ^{Am Cadd9}Take the pieces and buil^Amd them skywards

^EmI’ve started falling apart I??^G?m not savouring life ^Cadd9 I’v^De forgotten how good it could^G be to feel alive ^Cadd9

^EmCause I’ve started falling apa^Grt I’m not savouring ^Cadd9life I’v^De forgotten how good it could^G be to feel alive ^Cadd9

^GI’ve started falling apart I’m not savoring l^Cadd9ife I've ^Emforgotten how good it could be^D to feel alive^Cadd9

^EmI've started falling apart I’m^G not savoring lif^Cadd9e I've ^Dforgotten how good it could b^Ge to feel alive ^Cadd9

Take the pieces and ^Ambuild them skyward ^EmTake the pieces and ^Gbuild them skyward and

^Cadd9Take the pieces and ^Ambuild them skyward and ^EmTake the pieces and ^Gbuild them up to the ^Cadd9sky