Dancing On The Head Of A Pin

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Cm
Left to right and so the ultra violet
Are the vultures violent keep the cultures silent
         Eb
While the paper tigers hunt the baby drivers
          Ab                  G
Still you wanna know  what I’m feeling?
Cm
Please, machine! I keep my logic clean
I keep her dopamine locked up in quarantine
  Bb
A contravene amphetamine
   Ab                  Bb
So deep, the state and breathing

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Cm
Gift genetics to the telekinetics
Here the change in taste is so synthetic
    Eb
But so am I do you wanna find out
          Ab                  G
Still you wanna know what I’m feeling?

Cm
So I elect disguise
Seraphim from a strange scene
Bb
So I elect disguise
        Ab                Bb
They’re dancing on a pin, dancing on a pin

Ab
We’re the ones who pretend
Living life through a lens
Cm                     Eb Bb
We only see what we wanna see, to see
Ab
We’re the ones who pretend
Fm
To the sweetest end
Eb                                Bb
Won’t you strip a little back for me, for me?
Ab
Living life through a lens
Bb
We’re the ones who pretend

Cm Cm Eb Ab G

Cm
Overthrow the overthrow
A self-inciting dynamo
        Eb
Through audio with an undertow
Ab             G
Pleasing and believing

Cm
So I elect disguise
Seraphim from a strange scene
Bb
So I elect disguise
        Ab                 Bb
They’re dancing on a whim, dancing on a pin

Ab
We’re the ones who pretend
Living life through a lens
Cm                     Eb Bb
We only see what we wanna see, to see
Ab
We’re the ones who pretend
Fm
To the sweetest end
Eb                                Bb
Won’t you strip a little back for me, for me?
Ab
Living life through a lens
Bb
We’re the ones who pretend
Ab
Living life through a lens
Bb
We’re the ones who pretend

Cm Bb Ab Bb

   Cm
We climb, ascend
      Bb
There never was an end
            Ab
We’d settle for an answer
Bb
What did you intend?

Cm                Bbsus4         Bb
This is not the answer (same old stories going round)
Ab              Bb
This is not the cure (burn the dead wood to the ground)
     Cm                   Bbsus4           Bb
Your maps are not the landscape (no matter how much you want it)
Ab                  Bb
They won’t solve it all (burn the dead wood to the ground)
Cm               Bbsus4         Bb
We are not the answer (same old stories going round)
Ab             Bb
We are not the cure (burn the dead wood to the ground)
     Cm                   Bb                             Ab
Your maps are not the landscape (not matter how much you want it)
Ab                  Gm
They won’t solve it all (burn the dead wood to the ground)
Cm                Dm
This is not the answer (same old stories going round)
Eb              Fm
This is not the cure (burn the dead wood to the ground)
Ab             Bb                                Cm
We are not the answer (burn the dead wood to the ground)

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