Intro
Fm Fm Ab Db
Fm Fm Ab Db C
[Verse 1]
Fm
Left to right and so the ultra violet
Are the vultures violent keep the cultures silent
Ab
While the paper tigers hunt the baby drivers
Db C
Still you wanna know what I’m feeling?
Fm
Please, machine! I keep my logic clean
I keep her dopamine locked up in quarantine
Eb
D contravene amphetamine
Db Eb
So deep, the state and breathing
[Interlude]
Fm Fm Ab Db C
Fm
Gift genetics to the telekinetics
Here the change in taste is so synthetic
Ab
But so am I do you wanna find out
Db C
Still you wanna know what I’m feeling?
[Pre-Chorus]
Fm
So I elect disguise
Seraphim from a strange scene
Eb
So I elect disguise
Db Eb
They’re dancing on a pin, dancing on a pin
[Chorus]
Db
We’re the ones who pretend
Living life through a lens
Fm Ab Eb
We only see what we wanna see, to see
Db
We’re the ones who pretend
A#m
To the sweetest end
Ab Eb
Won’t you strip a little back for me, for me?
Db
Living life through a lens
Eb
We’re the ones who pretend
[Interlude]
Fm Fm Ab Db C
[Verse 2]
Fm
Overthrow the overthrow
D self-inciting dynamo
Ab
Through audio with an undertow
Db C
Pleasing and believing
[Pre-Chorus]
Fm
So I elect disguise
Seraphim from a strange scene
Eb
So I elect disguise
Db Eb
They’re dancing on a whim, dancing on a pin
[Chorus]
Db
We’re the ones who pretend
Living life through a lens
Fm Ab Eb
We only see what we wanna see, to see
Db
We’re the ones who pretend
A#m
To the sweetest end
Ab Eb
Won’t you strip a little back for me, for me?
Db
Living life through a lens
Eb
We’re the ones who pretend
Db
Living life through a lens
Eb
We’re the ones who pretend
[Interlude]
Fm Eb Db Eb
[Bridge]
Fm
We climb, ascend
Eb
There never was an end
Db
We’d settle for an answer
Eb
What did you intend?
[Outro]
Fm Ebsus4 Eb
This is not the answer (same old stories going round)
Db Eb
This is not the cure (burn the dead wood to the ground)
Fm Ebsus4 Eb
Your maps are not the landscape (no matter how much you want it)
Db Eb
They won’t solve it all (burn the dead wood to the ground)
Fm Ebsus4 Eb
We are not the answer (same old stories going round)
Db Eb
We are not the cure (burn the dead wood to the ground)
Fm Eb Db
Your maps are not the landscape (not matter how much you want it)
Db Cm
They won’t solve it all (burn the dead wood to the ground)
Fm Gm
This is not the answer (same old stories going round)
Ab A#m
This is not the cure (burn the dead wood to the ground)
Db Eb Fm
We are not the answer (burn the dead wood to the ground)
[Outro]
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