Thru The Rhythm

F#m                        B
Thru the rhythm of darkened times
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Painted black by knowledge crimes
F#m                  B
And repetitions pointless mimes
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instilling values the sick define
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That keeps the fabric that keeps 
   B
you bind
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and ties your hands and cloaks your 
B
mind
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But on my stilts, I'm above the 
slime

F#m   B

  F#m   B
Come on, well, if you can make the 
climb, but who am I?
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Who am I?    Who am I?

F#m                               
I've smelt the stench from the 
      B
fumes that rise
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From the books that rehash the 
                      B
same old lies
F#m                        B
I felt the panic that they disguise
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in the forms of laws of every size
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I've heard the teachers whine and 
make me drop out like flies
  B

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But you know they teach you 
nonsense, cause they can't blind 
             B
your eyes
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I've seen the fools gold that they
          B
 pawn off as the prize

F#m   B

         F#m  B
To the average standard the norm 
supplies, but where am I?
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Where am I?   Where am I?

G#m   C#

G#m                            
You've gobbled all the blessings 
                          C#
they caused you to digest
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They may be hard to swallow, but 
they keep your tongue depressed
      C#

G#m                             
Your scattered whims were born to 
   C#
depressed
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So when something slams your chest
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You flutter about, you're sleek 
     C#
distressed
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And when you stop to ease your 
C#
breast
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A scattered rim leaves you obsessed

G#m   C#

      C#
White solid thoughts are soon 
supressed, but where are you?

G#m   C#

    C#
OHHHHHHHHH Where are you?    HEY! 
Where are you?