A Tale of Outer Suburbia Hands Like Houses
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[C]Pry the darkness from my [Em]eyes.[D]
[C]Divided, let the [Am]light seep [Bm]in.
[C]Trees devoid of branches and hollow [Em]hives. [D]
[C]An endless black and [Am]empty [Em]beds.[Bm]
[C]It's not the same, [Am]something's changed.
[Em]I never used to be [D]able to see past the [C]trees.
Am Em Bm Em Bm Am(drums)
A thousand unfamiliars are lying thick on the air and I can't breathe.
[C]Is our skin to keep the world [Am]out or our bodies [Em]in?[D]
[C]This doesn't look like [Am]home; this doesn't look like [Em]home.[G]
[C]Is our skin to keep the world [Am/Bm]out or our bodies in[Em]?[D]
[C]I'll tear apart the [Am]town then sleep, and sleep [Em]alone.[D]
[Em]If I'm a flame, I'm a forest fire [C]speaking savage [Am]tongues as I emerge from the [Em]hills.
I am an avalanche, [C]I am unchained.
[Am]I'm awoken, I'll unleash [C]hell.
So I [Am]roar, pin back my e[Em]ars, and stone by s[D]tone I'll tear it a[C]ll, [Am]I'll tear it apar[Em]t.[Bm]
[C]Is our skin to keep the world [Am]out or our bodies [Em]in?[D]
[C]This doesn't look like [Am]home; this doesn't look like [Em]home.[(G)] [D]
[C]Is our skin to keep the world [G]out or our bodies [Em]in?
(This doesn't look like [D]home; this doesn't look like home.)
[C]I'll tear apart the [Am]town then sleep, and sleep [Em]alone.
(This doesn't look like h[D]ome; this doesn't look like ho[C]me.)
I've lost f[D]aith, the forest's [Em]changed.
My stomach's [G]empty, I'm feeling [C]faint.
I've lost [D]heart, the forest's [Em]scarred.
I hear no [G]birds, just TVs and [C]cars.
I've lost [D]faith, the forest's c[Em]hanged.
My stomach's [G]empty, I'm feeling [C]faint.
I've lost [D]sight, the forest's d[Em]ied.
The brambles are [G]bare, and I'm hollow [C]inside.
Each breath [D]rattles like dice in my [Em]che[G]st,[C] each breath[D] gambled, unwinding till [Em]death.[G] [Am]
[C]Is our skin to keep the world [Am]out or our bodies [Em]in?[D]
[C]This doesn't look like [Am]home; this doesn't look like [Em]home.[(G)] [D]
[C]Is our skin to keep the world [G]out or our bodies [Em]in?
(This doesn't look like [D]home; this doesn't look like home.)
[C]I'll tear apart the [Am]town then sleep, and sleep [Em]alone.
(This doesn't look like [D]home; this doesn't look like ho[C]me.)
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