The Greeters Song

C D G Em C D G Em C D G Em C My essence is in shambles, think I'm not even really here at all D G Em C This realm doesn't seem quite as opaque as it did before D G Em As I'm projecting and start to fall C D G Em I feel my existance will start to stall C D Project into a world of your own making C D Live in that world, it's yours for the taking Em C G Am This world, a future past Em C G Em And turned to a paradoxical mass C D Am As a vortex constructs its mind in brass Em C G A Em Only then, particles begin to crash C D G Em C D G Em C D G Em This world, candy-coated with sugar soap tears C D G Em We've stared into the glass, it seemed so sheer C D G Em As we glare into the intrinsic atmosphere C D G Em Our axis holds a chocolate-dipped planet in perpetual fear C D Project into a world of your own making C D Live in that world, it's yours for the taking Em C G Am This world, a future past Em C G Em And turned to a paradoxical mass C D Am As a vortex constructs its mind in brass Em C G A Em Only then, particles begin to crash N.C. Midnight moans of grace N.C. Underlying sound of bass N.C. Percussion starts to fall N.C. Crescendo starts to call C D Em C G Em Em C G Em Em C D Em Em C G A Em C G Am This world, a future past Em C G Em And turned to a paradoxical mass C D Am As a vortex constructs its mind in brass Em C G A Only then, particles begin to crash C G Am This world, a future past Em C G Em And turned to a paradoxical mass C D Am As a vortex constructs its mind in brass Em C G A Em Only then, particles begin to crash