Discourse Is Dead Architects

Discourse Is Dead

Architects

Katherine Wood

126
0:00 3:27
Accordage Standard (E A D G B E)
Signature rythmique 4/4
Tonalité: Cm
Capo:
Sans capo

Paroles

[Intro 1]
| Cm | - | Ab | - |
| Fm | - | Ab | - |
| -  | - | -  | - |
| -  | - | -  | - |

[Bridge]
| Cm | - |

[Verse 1]
                  Cm
Oh, it just won't calculate,
a prophecy with a twist
Do you really think Christ was a capitalist?
Every man for himself
Let thy neighbour drown, amen
             Cm
So sing us a sad song

[Chorus]
              Ab
So sing us to sleep
              Fm
'Cause we all dance around the carousel
Ab
Chewing through our tongues
                 Ab/C
Now discourse is dead

[Breakdown]
Stood at the tip of the wing
You've gotta watch where you tread

[Verse 2]
               Cm
Round up the ambivalent,
you mustn't sit in the shade
'Cause it's blasphemous for one to abstain from hate
We're all sisters and brothers
But if you're one of the others,
then fuck you
             Cm
So sing us a sad song

[Chorus]
              Ab
So sing us to sleep
              Fm
'Cause we all dance around the carousel
Ab
Chewing through our tongues
               Cm
So save me the sermon
                  Ab
You all sound the same
              Fm
'Cause we all dance around the carousel
Ab
Chewing through our tongues

[Bridge]
Cm
  Oh, oh

[Interlude]
Cm                                 Ab
  No common sense left in these empty heads,
                          Cm
swimming towards the storm
                                    Ab
Two beating hearts, two poles apart,  whoaohoh,
        Cm
whoaohoh
                                 Ab
No common sense left in these empty heads,
                          Cm
swimming towards the storm
                                   Ab
Two beating hearts, two poles apart
             Cm
So sing us a sad song

[Chorus]
              Ab
So sing us to sleep
              Fm
'Cause we all dance around the carousel
Ab
Chewing through our tongues
               Cm
So save me the sermon
                  Ab
You all sound the same
              Fm
'Cause we all dance around the carousel
Ab
Chewing through our tongues
                 Ab/C
Now discourse is dead

[Outro]
Stood at the tip of the wing
You've gotta watch where you tread
Don't look down, let thy neighbour drown
Discourse is dead

Mesures

[Intro 1]
| Cm | - | Ab | - |
| Fm | - | Ab | - |
| -  | - | -  | - |
| -  | - | -  | - |

[Bridge]
| Cm | - |

[Verse 1]
        | Cm | - |
| - | - | -  | - |
| - | - | Cm | - |

Oh, it just won't calculate,
a prophecy with a twist
Do you really think Christ was a capitalist?
Every man for himself
Let thy neighbour drown, amen
So sing us a sad song

[Chorus]
| Ab | - | Fm   | - |
| Ab | - | Ab/C | - |
| -  | - | -    | - |
| -  | - |

So sing us to sleep
'Cause we all dance around the carousel
Chewing through our tongues
Now discourse is dead

[Breakdown]
Stood at the tip of the wing
You've gotta watch where you tread

[Verse 2]
        | Cm | - |
| - | - | -  | - |
| - | - | Cm | - |

Round up the ambivalent,
you mustn't sit in the shade
'Cause it's blasphemous for one to abstain from hate
We're all sisters and brothers
But if you're one of the others,
then fuck you
So sing us a sad song

[Chorus]
| Ab | - | Fm | - |
| Ab | - | Cm | - |
| Ab | - | Fm | - |
| Ab | - |

So sing us to sleep
'Cause we all dance around the carousel
Chewing through our tongues
So save me the sermon
You all sound the same
'Cause we all dance around the carousel
Chewing through our tongues

[Bridge]
        | Cm | - |
| - | - | -  | - |
| - | - |

Oh, oh

[Interlude]
         | Cm | - |
| Ab | - | Cm | - |
| Ab | - | Cm | - |
| Ab | - | Cm | - |
| Ab | - | Cm | - |

No common sense left in these empty heads,
swimming towards the storm
Two beating hearts, two poles apart,  whoaohoh,
whoaohoh
No common sense left in these empty heads,
swimming towards the storm
Two beating hearts, two poles apart
So sing us a sad song

[Chorus]
| Ab | - | Fm   | - |
| Ab | - | Cm   | - |
| Ab | - | Fm   | - |
| Ab | - | Ab/C |

So sing us to sleep
'Cause we all dance around the carousel
Chewing through our tongues
So save me the sermon
You all sound the same
'Cause we all dance around the carousel
Chewing through our tongues
Now discourse is dead

[Outro]
Stood at the tip of the wing
You've gotta watch where you tread
Don't look down, let thy neighbour drown
Discourse is dead

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