E|----9--13--9-----5--8--5-----6--9--6-----1--4-| B|-11------------6-----------7-----------2------| G|----------------------------------------------| D|----------------------------------------------| A|----------------------------------------------| E|----------------------------------------------| E|----9--13--9--16-14-13-----6--9--6-----1--4---| B|-11----------------------7-----------2--------| G|----------------------------------------------| D|----------------------------------------------| A|----------------------------------------------| E|----------------------------------------------|Bbm F/A Gb Db I live inside my own world of make-believeBbm F/A Gb Db Kids, screaming in their cradles, profanitiesBbm F/A Gb Db I see the world with eyes covered in ink and bleachBbm F/A Gb Db Cross out the ones who heard my cries and watched me weepBbm F/A I love everythingGb Db Bbm Fire's spreading all around my roomF/A My world's so brightGb It's hard to breatheDb But that's alright (Hush)[Solo] Bb Bbm FF/A Gb DbBb Bbm FF/A Gb DbBbm F/A Gb Db Tape my eyes open to force reality (oh no, no)Bbm F/A Gb Db Why can't you just let me eat my weight in glee?Bbm F/A Gb Db I live inside my own world of make-believeBbm F/A Gb Db Kids, screaming in their cradles, profanitiesBbm F/A Gb Db Some days I feel skinnier than all the other daysBbm F/A Gb Db Sometimes I can't tell if my body belongs to meBbm F/A I love everythingGb Db Bbm Fire's spreading all around my roomF/A My world's so brightGb It's hard to breatheDb But that's alright (Hush)[Solo] Bb Bbm FF/A Gb DbBb Bbm FF/A Gb DbBb Bbm FF/A Gb DbBb Bbm FF/A Gb DbBbm F/A I wanna taste your contentGb Db Hold your breath and feel the tensionBbm F/A Devils hides behind redemptionGb Db Bbm Honesty is a one way gate to hellF/A I wanna taste consumptionGb Db Breathe faster to waste oxygenBbm F/A Hear the children sing aloudGb Db Bbm It's music 'til the wick burns out[Solo] Bb Bbm FF/A Gb DbBb Bbm FF/A Gb DbDb Bb Bbm F/A Gb Just wanna be carefree, lately, yeahGb Db Db Bb Just kickin' up daisiesBbm F F/A Gb Got one too many quarters in my pocketsGb Db Db Bb Count 'em like the four-leaf clovers in my locketBbm F F/A Gb Untied laces, yeahGb Db Db Bb Just trippin' on daydreams Got dirty little lullabies playin' on repeat Might as well just rot around the nursery and count sheep
Cradles
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- Bbm
- Db4
- F
- F/A3
- Gb
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