Panic Music

| Am | Am | F | G | Am False alarm, empty guns Am Mediocre life, restless ones F I got defeated this way G So idiots don’t follow me Am Boy to man, what's the point Am Idiots in my life, thanks a lot F I got defeated this way G So idiots don’t follow me, don’t follow me Am Consider me done Am I'm lost and I can't see the sun F G Oh lord I’ve begun (creating black holes) Am And why do I lie to myself Am Pretend that I’m sane, sane, sane F G And back again (creating black holes) F Dm Am G I search the stars being sad (creating black holes) F Dm Am G I search the stars being sad (creating black holes) | Am | Am | F | G | | Am | Am | F | G | | Am | Am | F | G | Am False alarm, empty guns Am Mediocre life, panic comes F I got diseases in me G So idiots don’t follow me Am Boy to man, what's the point Am Idiots in my life, thanks a lot F I got defeated this way G So idiots don’t follow me, don't follow me Am Consider me done Am I'm lost and I can't see the sun F G Oh lord I’ve begun (creating black holes) Am And why do I lie to myself Am Pretend that I’m sane, sane, sane F G And back again (creating black holes) F Dm Am G I search the stars being sad (creating black holes) F Dm Am G I search the stars being sad (creating black holes) | Am | Am | Am | Am | | Am | Am | Am | Am |