The Glitched Room

Intro Cm Fm G Cm Ab G (x4) Cm [Verso 1] Cm Hell uprising: practically nonsense Now pours through me as responses and concepts Cm Molds my brain like a work in progress Contests free-will with additional contents Cm I can no longer care, let go my conflict I figure to myself its just another lock clicked Cm Another failed lockpick, far up the bell curve Hit the top, find a stop and pop and hop and fly to a prop shop Cm And swap brains mop to the parasite screaming mine I resigned to find my mind is confined to the work of whatever I left behind Cm Whats left of control, I used to console, my remnants as a whole Picked out the moles and found my shoes soles Cm But, phew, the needs of the many beat the needs of the few That dirty creature, askew, told me to shoo Cm Without a sound, I stood my ground, were bound, unwound Thats quite profound but, now, we dont live in harmony Cm We partially, tardially, know each other hard-ily I comprehend it was using the tools, which rules Cm Though I made sure it knew it's not cool I live to forgive, it lives to outlive and its coding, while foreboding Cm Its natural victims have symptoms of its system And if that victim is me, lit, so be it Cm No cappy, at least Ill die happy! Cm Blaa-aggh! Outro C