[Verse 1]
Am
Over the arching hills there is a fire
Am
In that place, desire
Dm
Did you ever stop to think
Am
What all of this could bring to you?
[Verse 2]
Am
Unmistakably inspired
Am
Wires crossed, synapses fire
Dm
Vivid thoughts enter your mind
Am G
All you needed was some time to think
[Chorus]
F Am
It’s a mystery, why do you always seem to contradict me?
F
Well, did I ever really have a shot? When all the things I’m not
E
And all the things I am
Am
Collide
[Solo]
Am Am Dm Am
[Verse 3]
Am Am
Fate flees freely across the open plain
Dm
Hide the feelings, there ain’t much to gain
Am
In this shameful game there’s no onе else to blame
[Bridge]
Am
Thе fuel, the fire, the self-made pyre, the emptiness after desire
Am
Thе fuel, the fire, the self-made pyre, the emptiness after desire
Am
Thе fuel, the fire, the self-made pyre, the emptiness after desire
Am
Thе fuel, the fire, the self-made pyre, the emptiness after desire
[Chorus]
F Am
It’s a mystery, why do you always seem to contradict me?
F
Well, did I ever really have a shot? When all the things I’m not
E
And all the things I am
[Outro]
F Am
It’s a mystery, why do you always seem to contradict me?
F
Well, did I ever really have a shot? When all the things I’m not
E
And all the things I am
Am
Collide
[Verse 1]
Am
Over the arching hills there is a fire
Am
In that place, desire
Dm
Did you ever stop to think
Am
What all of this could bring to you?
[Verse 2]
Am
Unmistakably inspired
Am
Wires crossed, synapses fire
Dm
Vivid thoughts enter your mind
Am G
All you needed was some time to think
[Chorus]
F Am
It’s a mystery, why do you always seem to contradict me?
F
Well, did I ever really have a shot? When all the things I’m not
E
And all the things I am
Am
Collide
[Solo]
Am Am Dm Am
[Verse 3]
Am Am
Fate flees freely across the open plain
Dm
Hide the feelings, there ain’t much to gain
Am
In this shameful game there’s no onе else to blame
[Bridge]
Am
Thе fuel, the fire, the self-made pyre, the emptiness after desire
Am
Thе fuel, the fire, the self-made pyre, the emptiness after desire
Am
Thе fuel, the fire, the self-made pyre, the emptiness after desire
Am
Thе fuel, the fire, the self-made pyre, the emptiness after desire
[Chorus]
F Am
It’s a mystery, why do you always seem to contradict me?
F
Well, did I ever really have a shot? When all the things I’m not
E
And all the things I am
[Outro]
F Am
It’s a mystery, why do you always seem to contradict me?
F
Well, did I ever really have a shot? When all the things I’m not
E
And all the things I am
Am
Collide
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