Tom: F
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The sun is high up in the sky and Im in my car
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Drifting down into the abattoir
Am
Do you see what I see dear?
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The air grows heavy. I listen to your breath
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Entwined together in this culture of death
Am
Do you see what I see dear?
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Slide on over here let me give you a squeeze
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To avert this unholy evolutionary trajectory
Am
Can you hear what I hear babe?
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Am
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Does it make you feel afraid?
Dm
Everythings dissolving babe according to plan
The sky is on fire the dead are heaped across the land
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I kissed you once. I kissed you again
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My heart it tumbled like the stock exchange
Am
Do you feel what I feel dear?
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Mass extinction darling hypocrisy
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These things are not good for me
Am
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Do you see what I see dear?
G
The line the God throws down to you and me
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Makes a pleasing geometry
Am
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Shall we leave this place now dear?
Am
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Is there someway out of here?
Dm
I wake with the sparrows and I hurry off to work
The need for validation babe gone completely berserk
Am
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I got the abattoir blues
Am
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I got the abattoir blues
Am
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I got the abattoir blues
F
Right down to my shoes
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abattoir blues...
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abattoir blues...