G
We've come to replace your clock's old stubborn hands
    E                 E7       E
We are the answer to why they never had a chance
       G
It was not so long ago that the world was mostly slow
           E                E7
The age of iron, steam and speed
          E
Turned a stroll to a stampede


[Pre-Chorus]
          C                  E               G
But we've come to increase time in between ticks
               C              A
And there is romance in the slow dances
                   E
'Cause they're fertile in hush, futile in haste
                E
These are your nerves, this is how they taste


[Chorus]
               D                                C
Well I can't count how many times I've been outdone by nihilism
  G                                    D
Joined the march that splits an open heart into a schism
      D                              C
And I cower at the thought of other people's expectations
          G               D
And yet still hand over mine to them


G  x2


[Verse 2]
    G
Travel where you are, tourism is sin
               E               E7                   E
These are the ruins we left behind, you can't take pictures of them
     G
If what they say is true, then you become what you chew
       E
If it decays spit it out, affectation is a drought


[Pre-Chorus]
           C                   E                        G
That you wait through when you hate everything that you do
           C                 A
You wanna live outside the groove, then fine
           E
But it's there like a flower blooming in your ears
              E
Open up your mouth, pollinate your peers


[Chorus]
           D                                C
Nothing reminds the mind of power like the cheap odor of plastic
  G                                   D
Leaking fumes we crave, consume, the rush it feels fantastic
         D                             C
But like power turns to mold, like a junkie going cold
            G                D
I need the fix of a little tenderness