New Model Army – Brave New World (Guitar)

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The thick black smoke comes rising up, silent in these dreams

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There's faces leering through the haze, that ripples in the heat

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And words are just some place to hide, a wall that we can run behind

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When truth is itching, twisting, turning, but locked away deep down inside

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No, there's nothing wrong here, nothing's wrong here, nothing at all

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No, there's nothing wrong, nothing's wrong here, nothing at all

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We sat up talking late last night, trying to make some sense

C
But we were just skirting round with clever words

Dm
And all the things that we pretend

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There's guard dogs straining at the leash, with the soldiers standing by

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Staring into empty space beyond the twisted wire

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No, there's nothing wrong here, nothing's wrong here, nothing at all

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No, there's nothing wrong, nothing's wrong here, nothing at all

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So when this nightmare's over, will you just rock me back to sleep

Dm                       Dm
Tomorrow is another day, passive in their Brave New World