F#m                                  A 
It'll burn a hole right through this town.  
    F#m                  A 
and all the animals will feel it in their cages 
F#m                         A 
it'll mix with minerals and backbones 
      F#m                       A 
to go home and reflect how they tore this building down you ask for more. 
 
F#m                          A 
It'll last past a century of soil  
F#m                       A 
Icarus will see it on his way up past the arrow  
            F#m     A                 E 
Then I said, I understand now it is a color these are the people that I group together 
    F#m           A              E 
You pre-curse the letter and the postcard that you sent my eyes are open 
F#m          A                 E 
Sliding your tongue across the paper produces effects that resemble weather 
F#m           A              E 
That produces weapons in the postcards that you sent my eyes are open.  
 
F#m       A              E 
 I understand now it is a color these are the people that I group together 
F#m                A               E 
You pre-curse your letters and the postcards that you sent my eyes are open 
 
F#m                                          A 
Dig a trench with megaphones, megaphones and pirates 
F#m                             A 
everything will change when you pull this boat ashore. Nothing more from you! 
 
F#m                       A 
Some are snakes, Some are poisonous 
F#m                   A 
Well, you've given up life! 
Well, I give up mine!