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[Verse]
D                                A             Bm                       G
Sometimes I think that I'll wake up, from this horrible nightmare of a dream
     D                        A                 Bm        G
it's worst than any post apocalyptic movie that i've ever seen
          D                                    A
there are zombies in the streets but they dont wanna eat our brains
     Bm                      G
they just wanna buy more and more things
          D           A                      Bm
there are vampires in shadows but they don't wanna drink our blood
     G
they want our hopes and dreams

[Pre-Chorus]
    F#               G         F#               G
and we're not out of gasoline, our water is not safe to drink
    F#                     G                  Bm                     G        A
and there's not a inch of lands that free and none of this makes any sense to me

[Chorus]
G            A           D    C#m    Bm   F#      G                A                D
i'm getting sick of this capitalist apocalypse, i don't think this is the world for me
G                 A        D      C#m     Bm    F#   G              A              D
the things that i own they do not make me happy, the best things in life should be free

[Interlude]
D

[Verse]
    D                               A
the robots have been risen but it's hard to tell the difference,
     Bm                     G
when everyone has got their eyes glued to screen
          D                         A
we're all living in two worlds both owned by corporations
   Bm                    G
we got two lives and two personalities
        D                             A                         Bm
all the places that we used to go are haunted by the ghost of a better you and me
     G
back before we sold our souls
   D                  A                   Bm
no alien invasion has happened so far but how would we know when we don't look at the stars


[Pre-Chorus]
        F#                        G              F#                 G
and the oceans havent drowned our cities yet but soon the fish will all be dead
        F#                        G
and the poor will be poor and the rich will stay rich
Bm                 G   A
none of this makes any sense


[Chorus]
G            A           D    C#m    Bm   F#      G                A                D
i'm getting sick of this capitalist apocalypse, i don't think this is the world for me
G                 A        D      C#m     Bm    F#   G              A              D
the things that i own they do not make me happy, the best things in life should be free