D
I've got a number of keys, No doors to unlock
C
There's a hole in my wall That lacks the capacity to shock
G D
I know we're, looking at something, I already seen
D
What started up in my head, Ended out in my fingers
C
Now I'm sleepless in bed, As the last notes linger
G D
In our mystery, that's called "Winning Combination"
D
With 14 pairs, ringing 28 days
C
Feeling every cup left in the hands of the sights I've stayed
G D
We're all watching, waiting for the building to crumble
D
And it's hard
C Bm Am G F#m
It seems un- na- tural the best days
G
Aren't days at all
D
Oh it's not
C Bm Am G F#m
As if your vio-lence in vir-tue is virtual
G
Or not at all
C Bm Am G F#m
Ahh ahh ahh ahh ahhhha-a-a
C Bm Am G D
Ahh ahh ahh ahh ahhhha-a-a
Solo
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D
Oh body of mine, stretch into something to say
C
From layin' around in the dark As your hypnotist waves
G
Y'towards the throne, legs up in flames
D
Away in some distance
D
You've got a hold of yourself, you've got your imagery
C
You've got a grip on your health, you've got possibility
G
You're hopin' for less collision
D
In your future
D
Watchin' you moving upward
C
You see me step out of the cold
You make a cut with your knife
Are you drinking? You'll never get older
G
When your heart stops beating
D
That's when you start needing some real help
D
And it won't be hard
C Bm Am G F#m
It feels so na-tural, your best days
G
Aren't days at all
D
Oh it's not
C Bm Am G F#m
as if your vio-lence in vir-tue is virtual,
G
Or not at all
