Standard (EADGBE)

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Verse 1

Breathe kids the

mold is getting old

It'll be gone

 any day The hipster

empire of tomorrow

 Will fall to the

common kids of today

With tied wrists we're

under their control

With fists clinched we're

taking on the world

 I write down words with

cathartic intentions

 That spawn revolutions of minds

Chorus 1

 They’re asking for my

 my head on a plate

 They’re asking for my

 my head on a plate

 I'm really really not

 That conceited I swear I'm not

 I'm just trying to bring

Music back to music

 I define up and coming

 They already came up and went

Verse 2

I'm lose lipped now

shaking back and forth

Problem fixed I'm

pouring out my soul

 I find the right words

to express myself

 Instead of fitting round

pegs and round holes

What a lovely day for a symphony

 Full of honesty and integrity

So take this for what it’s worth

 Originality not’s a curse

(Repeat Chorus 1)

Guitar solo

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whoa whoa whoa whoa...

Chorus 2

 They’re asking for my

 my head on a plate

 They’re asking for my

 my head on a plate

 I'm really really not

 That conceited I swear I'm not

 I'm just trying to bring

Music back to music

 I define up and coming

 They already came up and went