[Intro]
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D Bm G
D Bm G
[Verse 1]
D Bm G D Bm G
Will you be a satanist with me?
D Bm G D
Mortgage, I feel so good by your dream
Bm G D
Vacation home in Florida
Bm G D Bm G
The collateral, the devil’s repossessin’ from me
D Bm G D Bm G
Trying to score some off brand ecstasy
D Bm G D Bm G
Will you be an anarchist with me?
D Bm G D Bm G
Sleep in cars and kill the bourgeoisie
D Bm G
At least until you find out what a fake I am
D Bm G
Spray paint my initials on an AT-M
D Bm G D Bm G
I burn my cash and smash my old TV
[Instrumental]
D Bm G
D Bm G
D Bm G
D Bm G
[Verse 2]
D Bm G D Bm G
Will you be a nihilist with me?
D Bm G D Bm G
If nothin’ matters, man, that’s a relief
D Bm G
Solomon had a point when he wrote Ecclesiastes
D Bm G
If nothing can be known, then stupidity is holy
D Bm
If the void becomes a bore
G D Bm
We’ll treat ourselves to some self-belief
G
(Oh, you know what I should do?)
[Instrumental]
D Bm G
D Bm G
D Bm G
D Bm G
D
[Outro]
D Bm D G D
You wonder if you can even be seen
Bm D G
From so far away
D Bm D G D
A slow pull, a seismic drift
Bm D G
Leaning over the edge of the continent
D Bm D G
It’s so hard to come back
D Bm D G D
You hang on until it traps
Bm D G
You wonder, you wonder
D Bm D G
You wonder, you wonder
D Bm D G
D Bm D G
Bm G
[Intro]
G
D Bm G
D Bm G
[Verse 1]
D Bm G D Bm G
Will you be a satanist with me?
D Bm G D
Mortgage, I feel so good by your dream
Bm G D
Vacation home in Florida
Bm G D Bm G
The collateral, the devil’s repossessin’ from me
D Bm G D Bm G
Trying to score some off brand ecstasy
D Bm G D Bm G
Will you be an anarchist with me?
D Bm G D Bm G
Sleep in cars and kill the bourgeoisie
D Bm G
At least until you find out what a fake I am
D Bm G
Spray paint my initials on an AT-M
D Bm G D Bm G
I burn my cash and smash my old TV
[Instrumental]
D Bm G
D Bm G
D Bm G
D Bm G
[Verse 2]
D Bm G D Bm G
Will you be a nihilist with me?
D Bm G D Bm G
If nothin’ matters, man, that’s a relief
D Bm G
Solomon had a point when he wrote Ecclesiastes
D Bm G
If nothing can be known, then stupidity is holy
D Bm
If the void becomes a bore
G D Bm
We’ll treat ourselves to some self-belief
G
(Oh, you know what I should do?)
[Instrumental]
D Bm G
D Bm G
D Bm G
D Bm G
D
[Outro]
D Bm D G D
You wonder if you can even be seen
Bm D G
From so far away
D Bm D G D
A slow pull, a seismic drift
Bm D G
Leaning over the edge of the continent
D Bm D G
It’s so hard to come back
D Bm D G D
You hang on until it traps
Bm D G
You wonder, you wonder
D Bm D G
You wonder, you wonder
D Bm D G
D Bm D G
Bm G
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