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[Verse 1]
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I wanna see it burn
              C               F
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


[Chorus]
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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

[Music Break]
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[Verse 2]
 F                        G
Mainstream music, television, fashion
Dm
Its just a distraction
C
Its just a distraction
F
Its just a distraction

G

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


[Verse 3: Juicy Karkass]
  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


[Chorus]
 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

[Chorus]
 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