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CI'm the son of rage and love AmThe Jesus of suburbia FFrom the Bible of none of the above GOn a steady diet of
CSoda pop and Ritalin AmNo one ever died for my FSins in hell, as far as I can tell GAt least the ones I've gotten away with
FAnd there's nothing wrong with Gme FThis is how I'm supposed to Gbe FIn a land of make Gbelieve
That don't believe in me | C - G | F | (x2)
CGet my television fix AmSitting on my crucifix FThe living room or my private womb GWhile the moms and brads are away
CTo fall in love and fall in debt AmTo alcohol and cigarettes FAnd Mary Jane to keep me insane GAnd doing someone else's cocaine
FAnd there's nothing wrong with Gme FThis is how I'm supposed to Gbe FIn a land of make Gbelieve
That don't believe in me | C - G | F | (x2) | C | Am | F | G | | C | E | Am – G | F | G |
CAt the center of the earth C/BIn the parking lot AmOf the 7-11 were GI was taught FThe motto was just a Glie
CIt says home is were your heart is C/BBut what a shame Am G Cause everyone's heart doesn't beat the same FWe're beating out of Gtime
AmCity of Gthe dead CAt the end of Fanother lost highway AmSign misGleading to Fnowhere AmCity of Gthe damned CLost children with Fdirty faces today AmNo one Greally seems to Fcare
CI read the graffiti C/BIn the bathroom stall AmLike the holy scriptures of a Gshopping mall FAnd so it seemed to Gconfess
CIt didn't say much C/BBut it only confirmed that AmThe center of the earth is the Gend of the world FAnd I could really care Gless
AmCity of Gthe dead CAt the end of Fanother lost highway AmSign misGleading to Fnowhere AmCity of Gthe damned CLost children with Fdirty faces today AmNo one Greally seems to Fcare
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GI don't care Cif you don't GI don't care Cif you don't FI don't care Cif you don't Gcare (x4)
F – G I don’t care… | C | C | C | G# - G | (x2) C G# - G Everyone is so full of shit C G# - G Born and raised by hypocrites C G# - G Hearts recycled but never saved C G# - G From the cradle to the grave C G# - G We are the kids of war and peace C G# - G From Anaheim to the Middle East C G# - G We are the stories and disciples C G# - G Of the Jesus of suburbia F G C - G Land of make believe F G C - G And it don't believe in me F G C - G Land of make believe
FAnd I don't bGelieve F – G C And I don’t care (x4) F – G C - G And I don’t care
GDearly beloved are you Bmlistening? CI can’t remember a worGd that you werDe saying GAre we demented or are Bmwe disturbed? CThe space that's in between Ginsane and Dinsecure
GOh therapy, can you please Bmfill the void? CAm I retarded or am GI just overDjoyed GNobody's perfect and I Bmstand accused CFor lack of a better word, and Gthat's my beat Dexcuse
| G | Bm | C | G – D | | G | F – C | (x4) G F - C – G – F - C To live and not to breathe G F – C – G – F - C Is to die in tragedy G F – C – G – F - C To run, to run away G F – C – G – F - C To find what you believe C – G – C – G – C G D – G – D – G – D And I.. Leave be.. hind G C G C G C G D – G – D – G - D This hu..rri..cane of fu..cking lies G F – C – G – F - C I lost my faith to this G F – C – G – F - C This town that don't exist G F – C – G – F - C So I run, I run away G F – C - G To the light of masochist C – G – C – G – C G D – G – D – G – D And I.. Leave be.. hind G C G C G C G D – G – D – G - D This hu..rri..cane of fu..cking lies C – G – C – G – C G D – G – D – G – D And I.. Walked this line G C G C G C G D – G – D – G – D - G A mil..lion and one fu..cking times But not this time | G | F – C | (x10) C – G - C – G - C – G D – G – D – G – D – G (x2) C D I don't feel any shame G C I won’t apologize C D G When there ain't nowhere you can go C D Running away from pain G C When you've been victimized C D Tales from another broken...
GHome... F – C - G You’re leaving... F – C - G You’re leaving... F – C - G You’re leaving... F – C Ah you’re leaving home…
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