Chords for Dice of a Generation

I don't have to tell you things are bad.
Everybody knows things are bad.
Everybody's out of work or scared of losing their job. _
The dollar buys a nickel's worth.
Banks are going bust.
Shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter.
We know the air is [C] unfit to breathe.
Our food is unfit to [C#] eat.
We sit watching our [Em] TVs while some local newscaster tells us that today we had 15 homicides and [C] 63 violent crimes.
Because if that's [C#] the way it's supposed to be, we know things are [Em] bad, worse than bad. They're crazy.
Caught in a mental [C] dystopia, but it's got no end in sight.
[D#] And just in [Em] case you're wondering, no, the kid's not alright.
Keep it buffed to my art, but it's [C] unrequited.
Quite a few hearts would rather die than [D#] fight it.
Despite [Em] it all, we're holding on for how long?
Yo, just another night in a heartbreak city.
Watching all the lights flicker out, what a [F#m] pity.
It's a cutthroat [C#] coming go time that we're [Em] living in.
Riding on a slow boat to dip and now giving in.
In time, maybe it's a new age [C] crazy, and it has to be repeated with a fresh new [C#] coat of paint.
It's time and time again, the same sung [Em] tragedy.
Target the young minds and tell them what they have to be.
Something to be said about the shit we're told.
When you're in your early 20s and you feel like you're [C#] getting old.
Plenty of proof that yeah, the [Em] world is cold.
But we forget about it drowning in the stuff we're sold.
A band made to own overblown expectations and struggling just to make [C#] conversation.
In a dark room, [Em] white head, vision turning black and red.
What do they want from me?
I guess we better play dead.
Despite all the heartache, I'm not asleep, not awake, not a real, not a fake.
All I know is [C#] give and take.
Working hard, no breaks, keep it [Em] together.
If I close my eyes, then I can sleep forever.
In a world set in motion by avarice and [C] greed.
Ain't no wonder we go under if we can't succeed.
[C#] So intensively to beg and [Em] plead with myself.
I know I'm not the first, following hate seems to mental hell.
Calling on somebody, anybody [C] save me.
Going all, [B] even my devotion's kind of [C#] wavy.
Generation made emotions, so they say we're [D#] lazy.
[E] Navigate the maze, though they're looking at us [Em] crazy.
Apart again and older, I suppose with time.
If you're making your model is a different kind.
[B] Like mine, outside the weather's been perfectly [Em] fine.
But the storm rages on in my mind.
Caught in a mental [C] dystopia, but it's got no end in sight.
[A] And just in [E] case you're wondering, [Em] no, the kids are not alright.
Giving love to my art, but it's [C] unrequited.
Quite a few hearts would rather [Am] die than fight it.
Despite it all, we're [Em] holding on for how long?
So wish I may and wish I [C] might.
I know there won't be sleep [D#m] tonight.
We're [F#] all aboard, same train [Em] rolling towards a brighter life.
Careful we don't trust in a world of facades and [C] fraudulent promises of hopes and [D#] dreams.
Some cannot cope [G] in a world that [Em] won't stay true to what it's seen.
Just another day here in pseudo-utopia.
Sooner or later, the devil takes [C#] hold of ya.
Big money [F#m] schemes keeping everyone [Em] suspicious.
Nobody wants to fall behind, everyone's ambitious.
Kind of sad no one really wants to be a mom [C] and dad.
You sit in real steel with medication and [E] iPads.
And everybody [Em] needs a pill cause everybody feels bad.
Really feeling down without the gadgets we wish we had.
Someone's got a new car, someone's got a [C] new wife.
Someone's got it [B] made, man, he's gotta have a [D#] good life.
Maybe it's a masquerade, [Em] you ever thought about it?
You don't see the stripe on the inside, your vision's clouded.
No doubt about it that no matter how you slice it, the way you live and life [B] is never gonna be the right bit.
And you can try to fight it, but you might get your [E] mind split.
Trying to get straight to the bottom [Em] of it.
And there's a lot of them who quit and get their hats hung.
Never did I ever think I'd see them take it [B] so young.
Gears on your head might turn a different [D#] direction.
It [Em] doesn't mean you're broken, embrace imperfection.
It's hardly ever spoken cause the farm needs [C] protection.
But a closer inspection yields a corporate [C#] infection.
Correction, maybe I'm just [Em] out of my mind.
I've heard a million times, been overthinking the crime.
I'm making good art from the heart, starting today.
[C] I said it sounded real easy when I heard it inside [B] my head.
Let it spread, all our existential dread.
[Em] Like, does music even matter once you're buried and dead?
A younger me who believed in the strength of [C] humanity learned the profanity, [B] accepted insanity.
Thousands of miles away, believing a plan to be [Em] doesn't make it any less depressing and sad to see.
Caught in a mental [C] dystopia, and it's got no end in sight.
[D#m] And [Am] just in case you're [Em] wondering, no, the kids are not alright.
Giving love to my art, but it's [C] unrequited.
Quite a few hearts would rather [Am] die than fight it.
Despite it all, we're [Em] holding on for how long?
So wish I may, and wish I [C] might.
I know there won't be sleep tonight.
[D#m] We're [F#] all aboard the same train [Em] rolling towards a brighter life.
Careful who you trust in a world of facades and [C] fraudulent promises of hopes and dreams.
[A] Some cannot cope in a world that won't [Em] stay true to what Ed drew to.
What is he?
Caught in a mental dystopia, and it's got no end in sight.
[C#] And just in case you're wondering, no, [Em] the kids are not alright.
Giving love to my art, but it's [C] unrequited.
Quite a few hearts would rather die than [C#] fight it.
Despite it all, we're [Em] holding on for how long?
Just another night in a heartbreak city.