Em
Fluorescent lights engage
Blackbirds frying on a wire
Em
Same birds that followed me to school
When I was young
D
Were they trying to tell me something?
Em
Were they telling me to run?
Em
The hammer clicks in place
The world's gonna pay
Em
Right down in the face of God
And his saints
DEm
Claim your soul's not for sale
D
I'm a dying breed
Em
Who still believes
DEm
Haunted by American dreams
DEm
Haunted by American dreams
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.