Kasabian - Processed beats

^F#m(I ran from the tide, won't let you hide, won't let you hide) [Verse] I dr^F#mop beats from this ^F#mprocessed meat For a^F#m conversation, a ^F#mmeditation, and I c^F#mut waves like some u^F#mnborn sage Just like terrorists on a^F#m day of rest singing

^F#m(I ran from the tide, won't let you hide, won't let you hide) [Verse] ^F#mI break bones, stealing mobile phones And I'm ^F#mcutting deals for these homeless meals Making ^F#midle threats using Chinese burns As you load my head with the gr^F#mateful dead, singing

(^F#mI ran from the tide, won't let you hide, won't let you hide) (^F#mI ran from the tide, won't let you hide, won't let you hide)

(^F#mI ran from the tide, won't let you hide, won't let you hide) (^F#mI ran from the tide, won't let you hide, won't let you hide)