Rat Of The City

A A7 D A A A7 D A i would let solipsists A A7 D A plug me in the matrix A A7 D A rest in it, happy to think, A A7 D A not cut out for anything A A7 so your taste is the best like the books that you read D A but i’m not a lot like you A A7 when we act really blank and stand in the same places D A the standing’s all we do A A7 and i don’t mean to say there’s a vat for my brain D A but i’m not a lot like you A A7 if i’m floating alone, then the liquid’s my home D A and at least i’ve got the goo A A7 D A A A7 D A leaving, straight back to the wall, A A7 D A thinking, filtering it all A A7 D A just observe don’t say a word A A7 D A ghost town no dogs allowed A A7 upon realizing i don’t owe you a thing D A there’s a lazy sense of glee A A7 down the corners and streets, i’m a rat of the city D A i’m not a lot like me A A7 rebrand as NPC, audience on TV D A my own latchkey kid i’ll be A A7 if i’m floating alone, then the liquid’s my home D A and at least i’ve got saline A A7 D A i don’t know who i am i don’t know what to do but i’m not a lot like you A A7 D A i don’t know who i am i don’t know what to do but i’m not a lot like you A A7 D A i don’t know who i am i don’t know what to do but i’m not a lot like you A A7 D A i don’t know who i am i don’t know what to do but i’m not a lot like you