Screaming Out Chords by Twiztid

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_ _ _ I'm so fucking absurd and out of context, listening to my words, they are circles around
you, inanimate [Bm] objects that keep you stuck in the [Em] process, the god webs of conscience
[Bm] in my progress that keep me coming for [G] the nonsense and I guess I do it for the people
who be looking for my chest to stay, [C#] we're the hollows of conscience and [Bm] I'll be damned
if I don't take a lick I'm blessed and put it to a song so you know that it's nonsense
to [G] want to end it all over something so petty it's little [Bm] dumb shit I don't want to hear
any reason [E] that you would [Bm] come with
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[G] _ _ _ [Gm] my head _ _
[G] _ in my nightmares I'm all [B] that I have left and any given day it seems that I don't
care yo [D#] I kick the habit and I [B] kill fear not afraid of dying more afraid of living and
[G] trying to stay here and stay clear too many tainted visions of people [Em] perpetrating to
be something greater than they appear [G] and my appearance is ignorant society social sickness
and the vaccine lies in the broken [C#] home I can fix it still dreaming [G] praying with both
clenched fists that the hate will be extracted and replaced with some forgiveness forgive
this hardened sick son of a [C#] bitch that's bitch this self-medicating mortal enemy [Bm] words critic
calling myself projection I'm working through infection my perception is a bad radio [G] station
with no reception as I sign off one last time then everything is [A] all interconnected
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[G] _ _ _ _ as I've toujours observé
that I would rather have rather than the life I'm living now
I've been breaking down, feeling less than and I'm thinking about breaking out
And I know that it's not sane when I cock that thing and point it at my brain
If I let that bang, I ain't in this [Bm] aim, that put it in the pain of emo [Em] flames when I came back
[G] In the afterlife, lately I've been thinking about the afterlife
You think I'm God and I'll be glad for life, [C#] but you wouldn't understand unless you had my life
[Bm] Where I've been, what I've seen, your nightmares my good dream
[G] And your love is what I need if [Bm] you can hear me when I scream
This love, [F#m] my sin, your [Em] _ [Bm] wish, your [Gm] tears
Is a [Bm] fake life, [F#m] from the top of [C#m] this _
[G] skyscraper
_ [A#] Will you hear [Gm] me screaming [Bm] _ now?
[C#] I'm ten feet from [G] the ground
Was lost but [Gm] now [Bm] I'm found
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