Millions Of Terrible Moths

E | F# | B | F# | 4x E F# B We’ll smoke crack with the princess F# E F# B Here at the end of the world F# E F# B F# It’s all a matter of hate and disgust, they’re gonna cook who’s left E F# B F# And get on with the feast and fly saucers to the sun E F# B As we chase after the universe F# E F# B But we’re always behind F# E F# B We crawled up from the mud F# E F# B We grew feet and got brave F# E There were puddles of guts F# B F# Where a million others laid down and died E F# ‘Cause the heat was too great B F# And the mosquitoes were too big E F# B F# E F# B And they were so filled with blood that they were popping and bursting all over the place F# E F# B So the ground was red F# E F# B It’s time to face yourself F# E F# B And try and deal with the stench F# E Stained glass, flavor crystals F# B F# E And people with their bodies broken to bits F# B F# E There comes a time when there’s nothing left to build F# B F# E F# B So you just shudder and smile F# E F# B Millions of terrible moths F# E F# B They came down from the sky F# E F# B F# And they cover my body, I can’t breathe to escape E F# B F# They thud in my ears and crawl over my chest E F# B F# It’s hardly funny E | F# | B | F# E F# B We live tiny lives F# E F# B We beg for money and s*x F# E F# B F# A quick sweet shiver, and then you come back to yourself E F# B F# You’ll never be the same again ‘cause it’s slipped through your hands E F# B And you can only hope for something F# E F# B F# That will finally last E | F# | B | F# E F# B We’ll plant trees with the killers F# E F# B As the sirens wail F# E F# B And the smoke drifts up F# E F# B And the highway shivers F# E F# B It’s the junk monster spitting F# E F# B It’s the witch at her cauldron F# E F# B It’s a dog with a conscience F# E F# B It’s a fish in the mud F# E F# B It’s the sound of God dying F# E F# B It’s a crisis of meaning F# E F# B 4x Millions of terrible moths