F#m                        B
Thru the rhythm of darkened times
F#m                   B
Painted black by knowledge crimes
F#m                  B
And repetitions pointless mimes
F#m                                B
instilling values the sick define
F#m                                  B
That keeps the fabric that keeps you bind
F#m                                B
and ties your hands and cloaks your mind
F#m                         B
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?
        F#m  B       F#m
Who am I?    Who am I?

F#m                                     B
I've smelt the stench from the fumes that rise 
F#m                                                     B
From the books that rehash the same old lies
F#m                        B
I felt the panic that they disguise
F#m                                B
in the forms of laws of every size
F#m                                                                     B
I've heard the teachers whine and make me drop out like flies
F#m                                                                     B
But you know they teach you nonsense, cause they can't blind your eyes
F#m                                         B
I've seen the fools gold that they pawn off as the prize

F#m   B

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

G#m   C#

G#m                                                      C#
You've gobbled all the blessings they caused you to digest
G#m                                                                      C#
They may be hard to swallow, but they keep your tongue depressed
G#m                                C#
Your scattered whims were born to depressed
G#m                         C#
So when something slams your chest
G#m                                C#
You flutter about, you're sleek distressed
G#m                           C#
And when you stop to ease your breast
G#m                           C#
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?