Brain Dead

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
Gb5
   I've been finding bliss in the apocalypse
Guess I'll be vomiting till I get my fix
Fuck all this, I oughta call it quits
Doctor, doctor, this is so traumatic

[Bridge]
F5
  You'll never be an astronaut
You'll never lay your hands on the treasure
You're nothing but an afterthought
                           A5
The sooner you get it, the better

[Chorus]
Db5
Higher than a kite, yeah,
                          F5
I'm lighter than a feather
Stay away, stay away, stay the fuck away
Db5                                            F5
Wired every night then I steal it from another day
There's been a robbery
Db5
Tired of the fight,
                             F5
but I'm hyper from the terror
Stay away, stay away, no apologies
Db5                         Gb5
Bury those heads and we can all be brain dead

[Intro Riff]
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[Verse 2]
Gb5
   We can nail ourselves onto a crucifix
We'll all go on and go,
cause we're hypocrites
Ain't it bliss living in ego trips?
Jesus Christ, I must be symptomatic

[Bridge]
F5
  There's nobody that can't be bought
Can anybody handle the pressure?
Like living on a life support
                              A5
But worried to death bout the weather

[Chorus]
Db5
Higher than a kite, yeah,
                          F5
I'm lighter than a feather
Stay away, stay away, stay the fuck away
Db5                                            F5
Wired every night then I steal it from another day
There's been a robbery
Db5
Tired of the fight,
                             F5
but I'm hyper from the terror
Stay away, stay away, no apologies
Db5                         Gb5
Bury those heads and we can all be brain dead

[Break]
F5
  We are the sons of daughters
                             Gb5     F5
Drowning ourselves under the shallow waters
Taking the lambs to slaughter
We won't be happy till we're drawn and quartered

[Outro]
F5           Gb5          F5
  No, no, an error in the source code
No, no,
and now we're dancing to the death throes
F5        Gb5          F5
Blegh, an error in the source code
Error
An error in the source code