G#m    4664XX
F#     2443XX
E      0221XX
C#m    X4665X
E/G#   476XXX
F#/A#  698XXX  


Capo 2nd fret


[Intro]
G#m

 
[Verse 1]

         G#m
The disengagement of the bubble’s hypnotizing
           F#
Some say below the doughy crust the beast is rising
           E
We like to talk about the past
           C#m
We like to talk about the past
 

[Verse 2]

   G#m
We talk about the past like it’s the strangest dream
     F#
We repeat the thing we never dreamed we’d do
       E
I understand that sometimes we all must dance with fuckery
    C#m
But everybody’s pissing in the well of our suffering
 
 
[Pre-Chorus 1]

          G#m
I want to breathe in all the ashes of the books they tried to burn
          F#
I want to feel the pages in my skin and understand the words
E
Castrate fiction, call it circumstance
             C#m
They say her wanderings are dangerous
                       G#m    E/G#
All she wants to do is dance 
F#/A#  E/G#
Dance


[Chorus 1] 

G#m              
     Question period’s         
E/G#               
     Over, don’t you
F#/A#           E/G#
     Feel it, I do


[Verse 3]
  
          G#m
You’ll be pummeled by the certainty of minions
       F#
It’s a puppet show, a theatre of opinions
  E
A chorus of flack
C#m
Feeder of the pack
 

[Verse 4]
 
        G#m
You can hear the shaky timbre of the voices most alone
          F#
Yeah it’s easier to sing within the crowd
             E
Those who pretend to believe hardest might actually begin to
    C#m
The nature of the bliss the warmth of ignorance gives into
 

[Pre-Chorus 2]
 
          G#m
I want to breathe in all the ashes of the books they tried to burn
          F#
I want to taste resilience on my tongue and love beyond concern
E
Mass-grave subtlety, leave it for the birds
             C#m
They say the world it might be dangerous
                          G#m
But all it seems to do is turn


[Chorus 2]
 
G#m           E/G#                F#/A#         E/G#
Bitten by the hand that feeds you
G#m             E/G#              F#/A#         E/G#
Holding to what you’re beholden to
(Question period’s over, don’t you feel it? I do)
G#m           E/G#                F#/A#         E/G#
Bitten by the hand that feeds you
(Question period’s over, don’t you feel it? I do)
G#m             E/G#              F#/A#         E/G#   G#m
Holding to what you’re beholden to