( D# - Db - G# - D# - ) x2
Ah [D#]moonlight, it's hard to believe[Db] it, and it's harder to n[G#]eed it but so easily wan[D#]ted
Pretty machines, expensive magazines, I've b[Db]een tricked into buying quite a number of things yeah;
[G#]Bullsht and dreams, urban ease, it means, I always leave [D#]taunted
And, [A#]you think you're a modern person, you think that you can ignore
silent isolation. My emancipation's [G#]in the same place you get yours
Oh [D#]whiskey sipped supinely while my [A#]secrets escape. In the [G#]skyline of [Db]hell there are no [G#]fire esc[(D#)]apes.
( D# - Db - G# - D# - ) x1
[D#]Punk songs, I thought that they were [Db]different and I thought that they could [G#]end it. No, no it was a dec[D#]eption.
Well the number of tears, and the number of beers were [Db]dried out and uncounted for a number of years, but
[G#]these days it seems that my window was just a re[D#]flection.
Still, [A#]you think that you're not a servant, you think that you can avoid
stylish institution, worshiping illusion. T[G#]hings you thought you could destroy.
Oh, [D#]crowded, loud and crimson was my v[A#]iew from the pit. I was w[G#]ild, I was w[Db]eird, I was s[G#]hackled to [(D#)]it.
~Solo bit~
( D# - Db - G# - D# - ) x2
( A# - G# - ) x1
[D#]Wartime, it's so easy the f[Db]ourth time, but on this side of the [G#]shoreline we've already rec[D#]overed.
Pretty machines, expensive routines, are [Db]clouding and obstructing quite a number of things.
Be[G#]lieve me, it's harder to feel these days. It's harder to [D#]suffer.
And, [A#]you think you're a modern person, think you can watch something change
and move on without ya. Side by side with doubt ya [G#]listen to the world exchange
[D#]conversation starters over [A#]various meats in the [G#]skyline of [Db]hell, where the [G#]tired retrea[D#]t.
( D# - Db - G# - D# - ) x1
Let these chords ring
( A# - Db - G# - ) x1
Also here's an interpretation of the lead riff:
e|6-8-9-8-6-------6-8-9-8-6-------------------------6-------------------4-6---8---4-----4-6---8---|
B|------------8---------------8---8-9-8-9-8-------8---8-9-8---------6-8-------------6-8-----------|
G|--------------------------------------------6---------------6---6-------------------------------|
D|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
Ah [D#]moonlight, it's hard to believe[Db] it, and it's harder to n[G#]eed it but so easily wan[D#]ted
Pretty machines, expensive magazines, I've b[Db]een tricked into buying quite a number of things yeah;
[G#]Bullsht and dreams, urban ease, it means, I always leave [D#]taunted
And, [A#]you think you're a modern person, you think that you can ignore
silent isolation. My emancipation's [G#]in the same place you get yours
Oh [D#]whiskey sipped supinely while my [A#]secrets escape. In the [G#]skyline of [Db]hell there are no [G#]fire esc[(D#)]apes.
( D# - Db - G# - D# - ) x1
[D#]Punk songs, I thought that they were [Db]different and I thought that they could [G#]end it. No, no it was a dec[D#]eption.
Well the number of tears, and the number of beers were [Db]dried out and uncounted for a number of years, but
[G#]these days it seems that my window was just a re[D#]flection.
Still, [A#]you think that you're not a servant, you think that you can avoid
stylish institution, worshiping illusion. T[G#]hings you thought you could destroy.
Oh, [D#]crowded, loud and crimson was my v[A#]iew from the pit. I was w[G#]ild, I was w[Db]eird, I was s[G#]hackled to [(D#)]it.
~Solo bit~
( D# - Db - G# - D# - ) x2
( A# - G# - ) x1
[D#]Wartime, it's so easy the f[Db]ourth time, but on this side of the [G#]shoreline we've already rec[D#]overed.
Pretty machines, expensive routines, are [Db]clouding and obstructing quite a number of things.
Be[G#]lieve me, it's harder to feel these days. It's harder to [D#]suffer.
And, [A#]you think you're a modern person, think you can watch something change
and move on without ya. Side by side with doubt ya [G#]listen to the world exchange
[D#]conversation starters over [A#]various meats in the [G#]skyline of [Db]hell, where the [G#]tired retrea[D#]t.
( D# - Db - G# - D# - ) x1
Let these chords ring
( A# - Db - G# - ) x1
Also here's an interpretation of the lead riff:
e|6-8-9-8-6-------6-8-9-8-6-------------------------6-------------------4-6---8---4-----4-6---8---|
B|------------8---------------8---8-9-8-9-8-------8---8-9-8---------6-8-------------6-8-----------|
G|--------------------------------------------6---------------6---6-------------------------------|
D|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
