[Intro]
G x4
D C G D x2
[Verse 1]
G
We've come to replace your clock's old stubborn hands
E E7 E
We are the answer to why they never had a chance
G
It was not so long ago that the world was mostly slow
E E7
The age of iron, steam and speed
E
Turned a stroll to a stampede
[Pre-Chorus]
C E G
But we've come to increase time in between ticks
C A
And there is romance in the slow dances
E
'Cause they're fertile in hush, futile in haste
E
These are your nerves, this is how they taste
[Chorus]
D C
Well I can't count how many times I've been outdone by nihilism
G D
Joined the march that splits an open heart into a schism
D C
And I cower at the thought of other people's expectations
G D
And yet still hand over mine to them
G x2
[Verse 2]
G
Travel where you are, tourism is sin
E E7 E
These are the ruins we left behind, you can't take pictures of them
G
If what they say is true, then you become what you chew
E
If it decays spit it out, affectation is a drought
[Pre-Chorus]
C E G
That you wait through when you hate everything that you do
C A
You wanna live outside the groove, then fine
E
But it's there like a flower blooming in your ears
E
Open up your mouth, pollinate your peers
[Chorus]
D C
Nothing reminds the mind of power like the cheap odor of plastic
G D
Leaking fumes we crave, consume, the rush it feels fantastic
D C
But like power turns to mold, like a junkie going cold
G D
I need the fix of a little tenderness
[Outro]
D C G D x4