A                                          D
I’ll not be confined to a common body or a language
F#m    D    Dm       A
That erases what I feel is true
                                            D
And it is my choice to spoon-feed in to the garbage
 F#m         D     Dm      A
All that I don't wish to hold onto


        E         D
Well I cracked my jaw
           F#m     E
On somebody else's truth
        A        D
And I clasped my hands
           F#m     E
On somebody else's god
      A      D
But a hungry ghost
                F#m        E
Is pricking the back of my neck
       A      D
And an ending life
               F#m     E
Is something I declare dead
                A
That I declare


Didn't you think that
Ripping a hole
                      D     F#m
Rippin' a hole in the knee
        D            Dm        A
Of your dreams could make you famous

Wouldn't you have burnt two holes into your eyes
               D    F#m
Staring at the sun
            D         Dm      A
If it could teach you how to make it


        E         D
Well I cracked my jaw
           F#m     E
On somebody else's truth
        A        D
And I clasped my hands
           F#m     E
On somebody else's god
      A      D
But a hungry ghost
                F#m        E
Is pricking the back of my neck
       A      D
And an ending life
               F#m     E
Is something I declare dead
        A      D
That I declare dead
F#m  E
Ooo
        A      D
That I declare dead
F#m  E
Ooo
        A      D
That I declare dead
F#m  E
Ooo
        A      D
That I declare dead
F#m  E
Ahhoh