E                               A    B            
In this act I’ll disguise those dead eyes, stretch tight the lips, a 
               F#
glistening gum line
                         E
Mouth curtains pulled I shine

E                     A        B
My yellow stage light smile distracting
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Dancing puppets on short saliva strings
                            E
So you’ll find comfort in a lie

B                            F#
My overbite clenched, set in place
                                             E
Like a stack of polished bright white dinner plates
                                   F#
Hand in my pocket, straight jacket mind yeah
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It’s getting easy

B                     F#                               E
I wish I had a single thought the least bit legitimate enough
                             F#
To open up my mouth and spit accuracy
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It’s getting easy

E                               A    B
In this act I’ll disguise those dead eyes, lay flat the tongue
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Let the supplement slide down
              E
Everything is fine

E                               B
And my brain is cloudy, leveled out
B
The pill dissolved
                       E              B   F#
It’s flushing out everything I care about and not replacing it with anything
   B
substantial

B                      E
So I’m on my hands and knees
E                                   F#
Like a martyr calling out his final plea
                              E
The executioner looks exactly like me, it’s me
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It’s getting easy

B                       E
My overbite clenched so tight
E                                          F#
Like a stack of dinner plates all polished white
                                   E
Hands at my sides, straight jacket mind alright
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It’s getting easy