Days N' Daze – I Wanna See It Burn (Guitar)

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The wasted mind, the plastic world

                   G
With all the substance sucked out

   Dm
What€'s the point

    C                    F
Of shoveling coal into a furnace

    G
In a vessel with a tear in the hole

      Dm                  C
When every forming eyes infected with

      F              G
Some pornographic nightmare

         Dm               C
Growing, pissing on the ashes

          F                G
Of the ones who set the stage

 Dm
It seems this realization's esoteric

   C
When art's only about a profit

   F                              G
Whats cheap to make and satisfies the rotting mind

   Dm
When partying and getting laid

 C
Become the first priorities

       F
Unnoticed goes the cavalcade of tragedy

  G
We're just waiting for the bomb

 F                        G
Mainstream music, television, fashion

Dm
Its just a distraction

C
Its just a distraction

F
Its just a distraction

Dm
Its just a distraction

C
Its just a distraction

F
Its just a distraction

G
To keep you from noticing

 Dm
The innocent buried in your front lawn

    C
The fragments of bone

F                  G
Beneath the white picket fences

   Dm
Cue the moral guidelines

     C                         F
To fit the current profitable trends

              G
With all the feeling gone

 G
You can barely call it art

     Dm
The wild ones would never walk into the bullet

   C
But to fit the mold

       F             G
We would cut our hearts out

 Dm                C
Lead the cash cow to the slaughter

  F                G
We ache for something real

  Dm                           C
The emptiness tempts me, I feel paranoid

        F                       G
With millions of noises, I still hear its voice

    Dm                      C
Try to numb it, avoid it, to kill it or poison it

    F                                     G              Dm
'Till it's destroyed but it still doesn't fill up the void

    C
It always feels like something's missing

     F                                      G
But I don't know what it is and I'm stuck in this tunnel vision

  Dm                                C
While there's millions of children still sick and hunger-stricken

      F                                               G
I'm just sitting back and waiting for these fuckin' drugs to kick in

     Dm                         C
As the plot just thickens, the clock is ticking away

      F                                     G
And the cost of living is raised but not the minimum wage

     Dm                        C
Im so sick of this basement I've been sitting for days in

     F                              G
With a loaded revolver and this abyss that I gaze in

     Dm                             C
And the chasm gazing back is awful hard to distinguish

            F                               G
From the darkness once the spark inside my heart is extinguished

    Dm                                     C                    F
So I'll relinquish my convictions in the face of resistance, I mean

            G
Dead or alive, it really doesn't make any difference, it seems

 Dm
It seems this realization's esoteric

   C
When art's only about a profit

   F                              G
Whats cheap to make and satisfies the rotting mind

   Dm
When partying and getting laid

 C
Become the first priorities

       F
Unnoticed goes the cavalcade of tragedy

  G
We're just waiting for the bomb

 Dm
It seems this realization's esoteric

   C
When art's only about a profit

   F                              G
Whats cheap to make and satisfies the rotting mind

   Dm
When partying and getting laid

 C
Become the first priorities

       F
Unnoticed goes the cavalcade of tragedy

  G
We're just waiting for the bomb