Em
The world is strange the world is strange
G
It’s all a game a shooting range
Am
For apathy and empathy
D
Psychology and therapy
Em
and even if eloquent
G
it all defies my sentiment
Am
The information’s always there
D
It’s in your food and tangled in your hair
Em
and I see the exoskeleton
G
it’s PVC or gelatin
Am
or wood or lead or anything
D
From water, mud, or medicine
Am
So here’s a song about everything
Em G
let me cut it open
Am D
and explore the information
Em G
in the pipes that make it mazes of
Am D
logistical hollisticism
Em G
Deep thought is in everyone
Am D Em (STRUM THRICE)
and everyone’s in deep thought all the time
Em
Harbouring intangibly
G
is everything you mean to me
Am
I’ll open up your humming heart
D
if only I knew where to start
Em
The microscopes replace my eyes
G
and everything it magnifies
Am
is something new that everywhere
D
you cast a shadow on the atoms in the air
Em
and I see the breath you’re drawing in
G
you’re like a moving mannequin
Am
There shouldn't be a thing inside
D
but I could understand you if I tried
Am
and let me tell you I’ve tried and tried
Em G
So let me cut you open
Am D
and explore the information
Em G
in the pipes that make you mazes of
Am D
elusive existentialism
Em G
Multivac is everyone
Am D
And everyone's a circle in the ground
Em
There’s no emotion in my eyes
G
I’m just a robot in disguise
Am
passion when it came to me
D
was more than sonic fallacy
Em
and I can feel a torch down the back of my throat
G
Illuminating from behind the puny words that I wrote
Am D
don’t trust me anymore i just don’t trust me anymore
Em G
and I will cut me open
Am D
and explore the information
Em G
in the pipes that make a maze out of my
Am D
logical determinism
Em G
I am hell and hell is me and
Am D Em
you are me and we are all together
Am G
I am hell and hell is me
Am D Em
and you are me and we are all together
Em G Am D
I am hell and hell is me and you are me and we are all...
