D G Bm
We all are stranger creatures than when we all started out as kids,
A
Culture forbids,
D G Bm
We have romantic fantasies about what dying truly is,
A
To fall off the grid.
G D Em A C#dim D
We live for the night's de - cor.
F A D A
It reveals what we dream of.
D G
I know there's someone at the door,
Bm
They called for help, of this I'm sure,
A G
But do I want to say goodbye to all the glowing eyes,
D G
I'm holding on to what I know,
Bm
And what I know, I must let go,
A G
But I would rather play a song for the eyes to sing along.
D G
We all know somebody who knows somebody who's doing great,
Bm A
I know some people who know people who are flying straight,
D G
But I'll kindly enter into rooms of depression,
Bm A
While ceiling fans and idle hands will take my life again.
G D Em A C#dim D
We live for the night's de - cor.
F A D A
It reveals what we dream of.
D G
I know there's someone at the door,
Bm
They called for help, of this I'm sure,
A G
But do I want to say goodbye to all the glowing eyes,
D G
I'm holding on to what I know,
Bm
And what I know, I must let go,
A G
But I would rather play a song for the eyes to sing along.
Bm A G D Bm A G D
This room is far too dark for us to stay around,
Bm A G D Bm A G D
Redemption's not that far and darkness is going down.
(D G Bm A) (optional)
D G
I'm holding on to what I know,
Bm
And what I know, I must let go,
A G
But I would rather play a song for the eyes to sing along.
(D G Bm A G)
Make them stop.
D
