Dan Mangan - Mouthpiece

^G#mThe disengagement of the bubble’s hypnotizing Some say be^F#low the doughy crust the beast is rising We like to ^Etalk about the past We like to ^C#mtalk about the past

We ^G#mtalk about the past like it’s the strangest dream We re^F#peat the thing we never dreamed we’d do I under^Estand that sometimes we all must dance with fuckery But ^C#meverybody’s pissing in the well of our suffering

I want to ^G#mbreathe in all the ashes of the books they tried to burn I want to ^F#feel the pages in my skin and understand the words ^ECastrate fiction, call it circumstance They say her ^C#mwanderings are dangerous All she wants to do is ^G#mdance ^{F7 G7}Dance ^F7

^G#mQuestion period??^F7?s over, don’t^G7 you feel it, ^F7I do

You’ll b^G#me pummeled by the certainty of minions It’s ^F#a puppet show, a theatre of opinions A ^Echorus of flack ^C#mFeeder of the pack

You can ^G#mhear the shaky timbre of the voices most alone Yeah it’^F#s easier to sing within the crowd Those who pre^Etend to believe hardest might actually begin to The ^C#mnature of the bliss the warmth of ignorance gives into

I want to ^G#mbreathe in all the ashes of the books they tried to burn I want to ^F#taste resilience on my tongue and love beyond concern ^EMass-grave subtlety, leave it for the birds They say the ^C#mworld it might be dangerous But all it seems to do is ^G#mturn

^G#mBitten by the ^F7hand that feeds you ^{G7 F7 G#m}Holding to what ^F7you’re beholden ^G7to ^F7 (Question period’s over, don’t you feel it? I do) ^G#mBitten by the ^F7hand that feeds you ^{G7 F7} (Question period’s over, don’t you feel it? I do) ^G#mHolding to what ^F7you’re beholden ^G7to ^{F7 G#m}