Days N' Daze - The flatlands
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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