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Metal Fingers

Electric President

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Bbm Stand and move and walk across the water. C# Peel the cover from the city. G# F# Watch its insides twitch and smoke and rotate endlessly. Bbm Sinking. Moving deep beneath the water. C# Lots of other worlds exist. G# Soon enough we�ll tear them open. F# Soon enough we�ll break them too. Bbm Swimming. Watching concrete eat the ocean. C# Metal fingers scrape the skies. G# F# The windows look like Christmas lights from out here. Bbm Floating. Counting clouds. They�re slowly fading. C# Blending in with cardboard skies. G# Soon we�ll manufacture replicas. F# It�s all replaceable. C# From the sky, the train tracks look like stitches. Bbm Like they�re holding the world together; like it�ll blow any minute. G# And I�ve got another thought I�ll keep to myself. F# Until the skeletons walk free. Until the make-up all comes off. C# There�s nothing new to discover, there�s nothing new to invent. Bbm There�s nothing new to think that hasn�t been thought of before. G# And there�s nothing to believe we haven�t already forgotten. F# There�s nothing left, there�s nothing new, there�s nothing� N.C. No, no, no, no. C# And I�ve got another dream I�ll keep to myself. Bbm Until the tyrants are dead and the patriots are swallowed whole. G# And I�ve got a bottle I can aim at the center, Full of letters, as a kid, I�d always meant to send. F# We�d speak our minds and change the world. We�d fix the past and pave the way. C# But now we�re fresh out of heroes; now we�ve run dry on hope. Bbm There are no saviors in technology: just quick fixes. G# And holes, within holes, within holes, within you. F# And a place to hang my head, and convince myself there is no difference. C# Bbm G# F#
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