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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro] Am E E Am Dm C E Am [Verse 1]
AmI swear my eyes are rotting out the back of my head E Jaw's locked open, I'm chained to a mattress Anxiety is tearin' at the flesh around my quiveringAm limbs AmFinger on the trigger and a bullet in the gun To Econtemplate the exit's only half of the fun
I'm fucking sick of this body
Lets burn it and start over Amnew Am E E Am Dm C E Am Am E Am
[Verse 2]
I'm the Amdeafening silence That trails the bad news I'm a Edrunk and a fuck up with nothing to lose
I'm a skeleton covered in scar covered skin
In your Amcloset Like a Amcar crash that steals all the ones that you love E Or a missile thats whistling lullabies from up above I've been Estaring at the television Trying to envision what your Amhead would look like on a stake
[Chorus]
We're all justC screaming alongE To this Ambroken record Fstill C And i just can't Etake this anyAmmore When Cevery day's a Ephotocopy Amof the day beFfore One day you'll Cdie and all you'll Eleave behinds a Amcorpse
[Verse 3] x3
My Amlungs are collapsing anxieties cracking My Eheart into shards that will lodge in my chest EBreathing but barely I'm fighting I'm gasping For Amair now I'm not sure theres any hope left
[Chorus]
We're all justC screaming alongE To this Ambroken record Fstill C And I just can't Etake this anyAmmore When Cevery day's a Ephotocopy Amof the day beFfore One day you'll Cdie and all you'll Eleave behinds a Amcorpse
Am Dm B A# A Am Am Dm B A# A Am [Verse 4]
AmSoon the earth the sun and the dark Erift will all align To bring the oceans crashing on to Amland with rising tide When there's plague and famine ravaging aEcross the war torn land Are you still so high and mighty when there's Amnothing in your hands?
[Verse 5]
Dm Soon these Cscars will fade aEway like all the Amrest F I need your bullshit like a Ebullet in my Amchest All your Dmproblems are so Ctrivial of yourEself you are so Amfull When the Dmend is growing near And we're all Ctrading off our souls If you Ecower on your knees I'll put a Ambullet in your skull
[Chorus]
We're all justC screaming alongE To this Ambroken record Fstill C And I just can't Etake this anyAmmore When Cevery days a Ephotocopy Amof the day beFfore One day you'll Cdie and all you'll Eleave behinds a Amcorpse
[Outro] Am E E Am Dm C E Am Am E Am