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Version 1[Intro] G D G D [Verse 1] G A I see your mother stare right past us Bm7 D As I picture you peering over tinted glasses G A I feel like a wicked bastard Bm7 D Standing by your wicker casket [Verse 2] G A And I can hear your fragile laughter Bm7 D As wine bends time, us made of plaster G A The river finds its drunken master Bm7 D The fear you felt before the breathless after [Pre-Chorus] G And the way A The waves F#m G Reverberate G Down my frame A A quake F#m G Across my vertebrae G A Bm7 Em G A Bm7 [Verse 3] G A So I'll subvert my simple senses for sensational relief Bm7 D But the subtle serendipity gets caught between my teeth G A And when I go to bed I can't even think to sleep Bm7 D 'Cause all that's in my head are the monsters underneath [Pre-Chorus] G And the way A The waves F#m G Reverberate G Down my frame A A quake F#m G Across my vertebrae [Chorus] G A But I love my friends Bm7 D They make me feel alive again G A Or at least they remind me Bm7 D That I'm not even dead G A But I felt so old Bm7 D So hardened and cold G A Maybe the gaps will snap back Bm7 D But synapses fill with mold G A Bm7 D G A Bm7 D [Bridge] G Well, love could be the glue A That holds the cracks together Bm7 Or just inhale the fumes D Make your synapses feel better G Let chemicals break down A The white between the grey Bm7 As your ventricles collapse D And the flak takes down the plane, yeah G Love could be the glue A That holds the cracks together Bm7 Or just inhale the fumes D Make your synapses feel better G Let chemicals break down A The white between the grey Bm7 As your ventricles collapse D And the flak takes down the plane [Pre-Chorus] G And the way A The waves F#m G Reverberate G Down my frame A A quake F#m G Across my vertebrae [Chorus] G A But I love my friends Bm7 D They make me feel alive again G A Or at least they remind me Bm7 D That I'm not even dead G A But I felt so old Bm7 D So hardened and cold G A Maybe the gaps will snap back Bm7 D But synapses fill with mold [Outro] G A But I love my friends They make me feel alive again G A Or at least they remind me That I'm not even dead G A But I felt so old Bm7 D So hardened and cold G A Maybe the gaps will snap back Bm7 D But synapses fill with mold A