Verse
F#
Stand up straight just like a man
C# F#
Be counted with all the rest
F#
Work real hard and graduate
C# F#
You need a well deserved good rest
F#
Find a job and find a mate
C# F#
Settle down in a house in the suburbs
[Instrumental]
F# C#
F#
These are dreams they gave to you
C# F#
I can feel when they're not yours
F#
My skin peels like wallpaper
C# F# C#
In the house that we don't go to anymore
[Instrumental]
F# C# X4
[Verse 2]
F#
Feelings are far too radical
C# F#
To ever see eye to eye
F#
D# mother's son was killed today
C# F#
And only what she knows is why
F#
Beheaded by hands of so-called faith
C# F#
Maybe for a chance to live in the sky
F#
Whatever the goal and point they saw it
C# F#
I don't think that was the way to go about it
C# F#
They don't see a way around it
[Instrumental]
F# C#
[Outro]
F#
Finally, I've come home, slipping off my shoes
C# F#
Into a land that brings such safety to me
[Instrumental]
F# C# x4