Depressionista Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[A5]Trai[Eb5]ned in[A5] the[Am]
[Eb5]art of devastating
The arts [C]be remaining un
[Eb5]moved in their [A5]mid s[Am]t
We came [A5]down, [Eb5]down, down
From that [C]high and now we're
[Eb5]looking [A5]for more[Am]

[Verse 2]
We're blood[Ebm]less now
And we are unin[Eb5]terrupted [C]by the
[C5]majesty [Eb5]of it [Am]all
We're passed [Eb5]around, [Ebm]around, around
[Eb5]Like the curr[C]ency of the
[Eb5]friend[Ebm]less r[F#]oads[F5][F]

[Verse 3]
[C]One [F#]trick [F5]pony[F][C5][C][F#5]
[F#]and [F#5]the pa[F#]rlor[F5][F][C]
[F#5]Isn't [F#]big enough[Ebm][Eb5]
for the both [Ebm]of us[Am]

[Verse 4]
'Til death [Am]do we rock?
[Ebm]We're so full [A5]of shit[Am]
'Til death do we rock?
[A5]You [Am]keep b[Eb5]uying [Ebm]it[A5][Am]

[Verse 5]
'Til death do we [Am]rock?
[Eb5]You're so full [Ebm]of shit[A5][Am]
'Til death do we rock[A5]?
You're [Eb5]still [Ebm]buying [Am]it
[A5]The closed circuit of [Eb5]stimu

[Verse 6]
[Am]lus
[A5]That runs be[Eb5]tween fashion and guil[Am]t
Is [Eb5]winding [Am]tighter around
the [Eb5]heart[Am]

[Verse 7]
[Am]Our orbits [Ebm]are col[A5]lapsing[Am]
[A5]upon [Eb5]them s[Ebm]elves[Eb5][Ebm]
[A5]We'r[Am]e retreating[A5]
[Eb5]in to the[Ebm] vogue[A5]
[Am]Where we'r[A5]e suck[Eb5]ing the blood
from the necks of [A5]guitars
[Am]Beg

[Verse 8]
for [Eb5]the scraps of [Ebm]prose
[Eb5]That piled [C]up behind t[Eb5]he bar[A5]
[Am]Though we try [Ebm]and try and try
We get the [Eb5]melod [C]ies wrong

[Verse 9]
But [C5]we re[Eb5]member
[Ebm]the words[Am]
[Ebm]We're para[Eb5]sites, we are del[Ebm]icate
[Eb5]In the[C] way we bring
[Eb5]each other [Ebm]down[Am]
We were [Ebm]oh so [Eb5]close to the st[Ebm]art[Eb5]
[C]when the[C5]y fin[Ebm] ished us[F#][F5]
[F]Aim the [C]mast

[Verse 10]
at the [F#5]ground
[F#][F#5][F5][F][C][F#]
[F5]Aim [F]the [C]mast at the [F#5]ground[F#]
And [Ebm]sail us to the belly of
[Am]the whale[Eb5][Am]

[Verse 11]
'Til death [Am]do we r[A5]ock?[Am]
[A5]We're so [Eb5]full of shi[Ebm]t[Am]
'Til death do we rock?
You [A5]keep [Ebm]buying [Am]it
The closed [A5]circuit of [Am]stim[A5]

[Verse 12]
ulus
That [Eb5]run s [Eb]between
[Eb5]fashion an[Am]d guilt
[A5]Is windi[Am]ng tighter aroun[A5]d
the [Ebm]heart[A5][Am]

[Verse 13]
Our [Am]or bits are collapsing
[Am]upon[Ebm] themselves
[Am]But we stand in the
traffic indifferent
To the grand [Eb]histrionics of [Am]God unmoved