| Em | G | |
| The colorless words are burning our heels as the | bright lights |
| D | |
| of the | city fade |
| Em | G | D | |
| Taking the chase to curb our fear as the | bloodless | moon |
| Em | |
| casts its | face |
| Bm | D | Em | D | Bm | |
| Oh, | something's | not right, | I can feel it in | side |
| D | Em | G | |
| something's not | right |
| Em-G | D | C | |
| And | you would | take the breath from | my throat |
| Em-G | D | C | Em | |
| And | you would | take the cherished | people that I | hold |
| Em | G | D | |
| All in time you will be one of | us painless, | us blameless |
| Em | G | |
| Go to sleep, this won't hurt a bit, | shifting |
| D | Em | |
| your | shape to our | shells |
| Bm | D | Em | D | Bm | |
| Oh, | something's | not right, | I can feel it in | side |
| D | Em | G | |
| something's not | right |
| Em-G | D | C | |
| And | you would | take the breath from | my throat |
| Em-G | D | C | |
| And | you would | take the cherished | people that |
| Em-G | D | C | |
| And | you would | take the breath from | my throat |
| Em-G | D | C | Em | |
| And | you would | take the cherished | people that I | hold |
| Em | G | |
| And they will try to make us forget our | selves |
| D | Em | |
| one by | one one by | one |
| G | |
| Call me crazy but they are after | us |
| D | Em | |
| one by | one one by | one |
| G | D | |
| You don't have to | know the truth, |
| C | Em | |
| if you believe it, I be | lieve it too |
| G | D | |
| You don't have to | know the truth |
| C | |
| if you believe it, I bel | ieve it too |
| Bm | D | Em | D | Bm | |
| Oh, | something's | not right, | I can feel it in | side |
| D | Em | G | |
| something's not | right |
| Em-G | D | C | |
| And | you would | take the breath from | my throat |
| Em-G | D | C | |
| And | you would | take the cherished | people that |
| Em-G | D | C | |
| And | you would | take the breath from | my throat |
| Em-G | D | C | Em | |
| And | you would | take the cherished | people that I | hold |