Its Gettin Easy

E                               A
In this act I’ll disguise those 
    B
dead eyes, stretch tight the lips, a
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glistening gum line
                         E
Mouth curtains pulled I shine

E                     A  
My yellow stage light smile 
      B
distracting
Dancing puppets on short saliva 
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strings
                            E
So you’ll find comfort in a lie

B                            F#
My overbite clenched, set in place
Like a stack of polished bright 
             E
white dinner plates
Hand in my pocket, straight jacket 
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mind yeah
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It’s getting easy

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B                     F#         
I wish I had a single thought the
                      E
 least bit legitimate enough
To open up my mouth and spit 
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accuracy
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It’s getting easy

E                               A
In this act I’ll disguise those 
    B
dead eyes, lay flat the tongue
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Let the supplement slide down
              E
Everything is fine

E                               B
And my brain is cloudy, leveled out
B
The pill dissolved
                       E           
It’s flushing out everything I care
   B   F#
 about and not replacing it with 
anything
   B
substantial

B                      E
So I’m on my hands and knees
E                                 
Like a martyr calling out his 
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final plea
                              E
The executioner looks exactly like 
me, it’s me
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It’s getting easy

B                       E
My overbite clenched so tight
E                                 
Like a stack of dinner plates all 
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polished white
Hands at my sides, straight jacket 
E
mind alright
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It’s getting easy