A -X 0 2 2 2 0
E? -X 0 14 0 12 0
Riff
Fig.1
Why do I sense benevolence,
You stand tall at my great expense,
Thick words of gratitude, what a price to pay,
Stuck in my throat, I sell every word I say.
Chorus (w/ fig 1)
Twisting me round.
I don't want your charity,
Keeping me down.
(Play Riff x4)
Why does your world keep burying,
Gorging much deeper than it's ever been,
Rubbing still harder, salt on my heart,
Licking my burns while I grovel in your dirt.
(Play Chorus)
You pity me with your tasteless gestures,
Gratitude for kind,
But your bludgeoned, intentioned objectives
Are screwing with my mind, screwing with my mind.
(Next chorus is with bass only)