Вступление
The and chords are:
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G-------4-----
D-4-----------
A-3-----4-----
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[Intro]
No sleep
We are restless pestilence, broken promises collect like bounced checks. Never penitent
I call it “home” where I lay my broken bones, a row of disconnected pay phones
We are contraband
N.C.
smuggled through the tunnels under Wonderland
You’ve been sleeping on the job, so here’s your reprimand
[Chorus]
[Verse]
We are breeding, multiplying, in the space between the walls
What you call living feels more like dying,
N.C.
If it feels like anything at all
Wearing our hearts on our sleeves, seems you’ve forgotten what your head is for
My blood, my blood is on your hands, and no that’s not a fucking metaphor
[Chorus]
[Break]
[Outro]
We are afraid of conflict, but always at war
And we no longer feel pain, that’s what the medicine’s for
We are afraid of conflict, but always at war
And we no longer feel pain, that’s what the medicine’s for
that’s what the medicine’s for
that’s what the medicine’s for