[Intro] E  A/E  B/E  A/E
        E  A/E  B/E  A/E

              E
If you claim about being yourself
          B
But they ask you to play someone else
        D
If you don't hear when they call your name
           A
And you’ve got no reasons to explain
          C
All your neighbors remain crystallized
       E/B
Troops Three himself is mesmerized
   Gb/Bb
He spreads those same words far and wide
        A                 A  B
Always seven hundred and fifty-two

( E  A/E  B/E  A/E )
( E  A/E  B/E  A/E )

    E
The magic dust walks through the ducts
     B
And then it fuses in the air
     D
You think it’s good and suck it up
   A
I just can say this is not fair
     C
They make you sleep at nine o’clock
       E/B
‘Cause wings don't flap in ocean depths
    Gb/Bb
And now you're in an endless hole
           A                 A   B  E
I mean, in seven hundred and fifty-two

[Chorus]

      B
They sound like drizzle on the face
    E
But arrows are shot from the inside out
  B
I beg you, please, let go of this place
      D                    A              A   B
Don't hold yourself to the comfort of the possible

( E  A/E  B/E  A/E )
( E  A/E  B/E  A/E )

         E
When the sun goes down you will be called
      B
In salute position you must stay
        D
To suck in the night mist and forget
        A
All the plans you had for the next day
       C
Do you still believe in fairy tales?
      E/B
Or do you keep biting all your nails?
        Gb/Bb
Doesn’t matter actually what you think
            A                 A  B
‘Cause it’s seven hundred and fifty-two

( E  A/E  B/E  A/E )
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          E
How d’you find a cure for your blindness
B
When you need your eyes to find it
    D
You even let them write your vows
        A
Because tickling yourself ain’t funny at all

     C
It’s time for solitaire, not solitude
      E/B
Don’t be naive, it ain’t real food
    Gb/Bb
The wall that saves you also holds yah
     A                 A   B  E
It’s seven hundred and fifty-two

    B
They sound like drizzle on the face
    E
But arrows are shot from the inside out
  B
I beg you, please, let go of this place
      D                    A              A   B
Don't hold yourself to the comfort of the possible

[Final] E  A/E  B/E  A/E
        E  A/E  B/E  A/E