xE A B
In this act I’ll disguise those dead eyes, stretch tight the lips, a
F#
glistening gum line
E
Mouth curtains pulled I shine
E A B
My yellow stage light smile distracting
F#
Dancing puppets on short saliva strings
E
So you’ll find comfort in a lie
B F#
My overbite clenched, set in place
E
Like a stack of polished bright white dinner plates
F#
Hand in my pocket, straight jacket mind yeah
F#
It’s getting easy
B F# E
I wish I had a single thought the least bit legitimate enough
F#
To open up my mouth and spit accuracy
F#
It’s getting easy
E A B
In this act I’ll disguise those dead eyes, lay flat the tongue
F#
Let the supplement slide down
E
Everything is fine
E B
And my brain is cloudy, leveled out
B
The pill dissolved
E B F#
It’s flushing out everything I care about and not replacing it with anything
B
substantial
B E
So I’m on my hands and knees
E F#
Like a martyr calling out his final plea
E
The executioner looks exactly like me, it’s me
F#
It’s getting easy
B E
My overbite clenched so tight
E F#
Like a stack of dinner plates all polished white
E
Hands at my sides, straight jacket mind alright
F#
It’s getting easy
