Intro: C F G Am C I watch a lot of porn, F and I guess that it’s a problem, G but I’ve been doing it for so long Am that I just don’t know how to quit. I try to keep it in check, like only on the weekend, but I sublimate and I rationalize that there’s nothing wrong with it. F But how does it affect me? C G Am What does it make me do? F ‘Cause I’m afraid that I can’t come C G C unless I’m choking you. I smoke too much. I’m always coughing up a phlegm gem, and, if I’m being honest, I don’t know if I want to stop. But sometimes I think about it, like “Do I taste like an ashtray? Do I smell like a high school bathroom when we’re doing the spit-swap?” But how does it affect you? Does it make you want to run away? ‘Cause I’ve been having these thoughts, and these fears that I can’t quite allay. Chorus: G And I keep sabotaging myself F for the sake of some transient high. G I keep casting myself as the victim F of all these things that I decry. G I want to be good so bad; F I don’t want it to be just a bluff. E7 But I don’t know Am if I’m strong enough. I don’t eat too well. It’s take-out three times a week. And I think my weight has plateaued, but it still shows when I take of my shirt. I’ve got a real dad bod, and I kind of hope you’re into that because I never go to the gym and I just love me a good dessert. But where will that lead me? Will I live to be old and grey? And do I even want to? Do I really want to stay? My place is always a mess. I never take out the trash or sweep or mop, and it probably looks like I’ve got no self-respect. But I’ve got some for you, so I should get off my ass and just get it done, and stop this neglect. ‘Cause where will that lead you? To the thought that I need someone to care for me? And even if that was the case, it’s not your responsibility. Chorus

Intro: Cmaj7 G6 G6/F# Em Cmaj7 G6 G6/F# If you could get me out, won't you help me out? Em It's time for a slaughter. It's very strange in here, shadows everywhere, drifting around on the water. And we were so excited to give up the fight that we never stopped to think about our compromise, we only realised after the ship began to sink. Chorus: C G The sky was on fire that night, D/F# Em when they took us down to be saved. But don't you worry, my child. It will be all right some day. When you wake up to find that there's nothing left to be afraid of, Cmaj7 I'll be right behind you. So you're my saviour, then; you're the one who cares. You're the one I should have seen. There's nothing left now; I'm getting out somehow. You've seen the last of me. And don't you punish me with your brutality, the only one you ever try. I don't care about your ostentatious doubt, I'm getting out tonight. Chorus: The sky was on fire that night when they took us down to be saved. But don't be afraid, my child. It will be okay one day. When you wake up and find that there's nothing left to care for, I'll be right behind you. C G When we saw the smile in his eyes, D/F# Em we knew we had to do something. You put a knife in my hand and said, “Right. Now, let's go hunting.” Chorus: The sky was on fire that night, when they took us down to be saved. But there's no need to fret, dear child, this will all be over some day. When you wake up and find that there's really nothing left, I'll be right behind you.

Capo on 3; all chords are relative to the capo. Intro: C G C G C F C Well, I always hope you’re sleeping by the time I get to bed, C G C ‘Cause I don’t want to start another senseless fight. And I’ve been thinking, I can’t treat you this way, so, darling, I’m leaving tonight. Well, I lie, I steal, I cheat and I don’t listen very well. When I’m not angry, I’m just bored. And when I walk out, you know it’s going to hurt, but at least I won’t be around no more. Chorus: F C ‘Cause I’ll be gone before the dawn. F G Yeah, I’ve been poisoning you too long. C E But don’t you worry; you’ll find happiness with somebody else, F G C just as long as they’re nothing, nothing like me. Now, I ain’t looking for pity or to make some excuse; I just want to take responsibility. ‘Cause I’ve been holding you hostage for far too long in the crossfire of my fragility. Now I pack my things as you lie asleep, and I try not to wake you as I go. But in the doorway I turn around, and I whisper, “Darling, I’ll miss you so.” Chorus C G Nothing like me, C G nothing like me. C G Oh, it’s a shame that we have to part, but you’re better off away from this sick old heart. I ain’t worth a single tear; you’ll see. Just go out and find someone who’s nothing like me. Chorus

Capo on 3; all chords are relative to the capo. D Praat ek regtig die waarheid G as ek sê dat ek sukkel? D Soms wil ek uit my kop uitklim G net om te sien hoe dit ontwikkel. D Want ek word kwaad vir alles wat met my gebeur, G en ek word kwaad vir hoe ek dit verkeerd hanteer. A Daar is stemme in die donker, Bm en hulle skree op my. Ek wonder soms of ek aansit as ek smeek om hulp. Dalk druk ek jou net dieper, deur die bodem van geduld. Want ek word kwaad wanneer ek myself jammer kry, en ek word kwaad wanneer ek onder my swye ly, en die fok weet: ek is deurmekaar. G A En soms wil ek net my siel weggee, G A want teen geestesverlamming is daar geen verweer. G A As ek gevang word in die warrelwind-verwarrende sein G A herhaal ek net altyd dieselfde refrein: Chorus: D Ek sê ek is nie dom nie, ek is net mal. G My greep op die realiteit verval A gereeld met die donderweer, die blits en die hael. Bm Wanneer dit voel of die donker my nou kom haal sê ek D Ek is nie dom nie, ek weet ek is mal. G My greep op die realiteit verval A gereeld met die donderweer, die blits en die hael. Bm G In die midde van die storm staan ek weerloos, D weerloos en kaal. Ken ek regtig die verskil tussen trots en verwaend? Of is ek net agtergrondgeraas, hulpeloos selfvoldaan? Want ek word kwaad vir jou vasbeslote moraliteit, en ek word kwaad vir my stagnerende identiteit. Die dryfsand sluk my in, en ek is moeg vir baklei. Ken ek regtig die waarheid wat ek so uitbasuin? En waar lê die skeiding tussen kompromie en versuim? Want jy word kwaad vir my as ek jou so aankyk, en agter jou oë lê die wêreld se verwyt. Ek kan dit nie keer nie; dis wat ek verdien. En soms wil ek net my siel weggee, want teen geestesverlamming is daar geen verweer. As ek gevang word in die warrelwind-verwarrende sein herhaal ek net altyd dieselfde refrein: Chorus D Ek is nie dom nie, ek is nie dom nie. G Ek is nie dom nie, ek is nie dom nie. D Ek is nie dom nie, ek is nie dom nie. G Ek is nie dom nie, ek is nie dom nie. Chorus This time in English: Am I really telling the truth when I say that I’m struggling? Sometimes I want to climb out of my head just to see how it develops. Because I get angry at everything that happens to me, and I get angry when I deal with it badly. There are voices in the dark, and they scream at me. Sometimes I wonder if I’m faking it when I plead for help. Maybe I just push you deeper, through the bottom of patience. Because I get angry when I feel sorry for myself, and I get angry when I suffer from my silence, and fuck knows, I am confused. And sometimes I just want to give away my soul, because there is no protection against spiritual paralysis. When I get caught in the whirlwind confusing signal, I always repeat the same refrain. Chorus: I say I am not stupid, I am just crazy. My grip on reality lapses regularly, with the thunder, the lightning and the hail. When it feels like the dark is coming to get me now, I say I am not stupid, I am just crazy. My grip on reality lapses regularly, with the thunder, the lightning and the hail. In the midst of the storm I stand defenceless, defenceless and naked. Do I really know the difference between proud and conceited? Or am I just background noise, hopelessly complacent? Because I get angry at your determined morality, and I get angry at my stagnating identity. The quicksand is swallowing me, and I am tired of fighting.

Intro: F G F G F G F G C G D Hello, how are you? C I want to die. F Why are you laughing? G This is no goddamned joke. I only get out of bed ‘cause I believe my own lies. I say I’ll catch my breath as I sputter and choke. Chorus: F C G Yet there is no way out but through. F C G Let’s see if I find my way back to you D when this is over. G God, I wish this was over. F G F G F G F G Goodbye, got to go. I have some plans. Why are you laughing? I swear I have friends. I’ve just been neglecting them lately, but I am only a man. That’s what I say Instead of making amends. Chorus C G C F So take me to the river and just let me drown. C G C F I’ve had enough of this empty-hearted town. C G C F The carnivore carnival is eating me alive. C G C F G I want to go for a stroll and take a long, deep dive. Chorus

G D What the fuck did I just smoke? G D My body’s falling apart. C I can feel the poison D G D making its way to my trembling heart. I think I sowed some bad seeds. I think I let them grow. I think I really fucked up this time. Oh, god, I think I know. Chorus: C G So if you see the devil walking down the road, C G won’t you send him my way? C G ‘Cause if I had to face the lord, oh lord, D G D I wouldn’t know what to say. I’m being buried alive, trapped in my boiling skin. I can see all of my mistakes, and I’m reliving all my sins. I’m gonna be home late; my nervous system is shot. But I’ll be fine; I’ll be right here, throwing up in the parking lot. Chorus And now I swear I’m done. Swear this is the end. I swear I’m gonna change my ways until the day I do it again. Chorus

Capo on 3; all chords are relative to the capo. Intro: G Cadd9 G D G Cadd9 There was a lonely boy G D from the ass-end of the world. Never made it big, like he said he would. Now he’s afraid to face his kin, too ashamed to go back home. He says, “How could I do it with all the chances I’ve blown?” D And I want to say Chorus: C that it’s all right. G Yeah, it’s okay, D ‘cause nothing matters, G but that doesn’t matter anyway. C Yeah it’s all right, G and it’s okay. D ‘Cause those people around you? G They just might stay. Now he’s writing songs about his rotten luck, and he tries to act like he don’t give a fuck. But deep down he knows that it’s too damn real, so I wrote this song for when he gets that low-down feel just to say Chorus G They just might stay, Cadd9 even though you’re afraid G D they’re gonna leave you on your own. G They just might stay, Cadd9 even though you know G D things are gonna get harder down the road. G And then one day, Cadd9 you’ll forget this song. G Won’t need me, D ‘cause you’ve known all along Chorus

Intro: Am C Am C Am C Die laaste trek van my eerste sigaret, Am C Am C en die naweek het begin. Die sonde steek my dwars in die krop, maar dit manipuleer en bemin. Ek weet nie meer waar om te draai nie; ek is hopeloos verward. Ek droom soms van die oordeelsdag; dit maak my so fokken hard. Chorus: G So laat ons drink, laat ons sink, F laat ons vergeet wie ons is. G Laat ons tuimel, laat die duiwel F ons van die waarheid vergewis, G want dis koud hier in die donker F en die verderf lyk so blink. G F Daar is geen alternatief nie. Am C Laat ons drink. En ek probeer nie verskonings maak nie; ek is alles behalwe suiwer. Ek is vuil, ek is lelik, ek is verwring en grotesk, ek is bloedverwant aan die duiwel. Nou sit ek hier, so vêr verwyder, vol heimwee en verlange. So ek vat nog ‘n diep teer teug en ek verdrink my dieper drange. Chorus G Ek sal myself moet beskerm. Dm Ek sal myself moet keer. C Want as die oewerstuwal faal Am is daar geen verweer. Chorus Translated for the monolingual: The last drag of my first cigarette, and the weekend has started. The sin sticks in my craw, but it manipulates and woos. I don’t know where to turn anymore; I am hopelessly confused. I sometimes dream of the apocalypse; it gets me so fucking hard. Chorus: So let us drink, let us sink, let us forget who we are. Let us tumble, let the devil tell us about the truth. Because it’s cold here in the dark, and perdition looks so shiny. There is no alternative. Let us drink. And I’m not trying to make excuses; I am everything but pure. I am filthy, I am ugly, I am warped and grotesque. I am blood-related to the devil. Now I sit here, so far removed, full of homesickness and longing. So I take another deep tar (also tender) drag, and I drown my deeper urges. Chorus I will have to protect myself. I will have to stop myself. Because if the levee fails, there is no defence. Chorus

Intro: C G D C G F G F C C G I want to wake up next to your naked body tomorrow, D C with Milton written all over your face. G I’m gonna get fucked up at some big party F and talk obscure shit like Thomas Hardy. G F C I’ll be the smartest man in the place. I’m gonna get you wet when I mention Danielewski, and when I talk about how Nietzsche predicted Dachau. Then I’ll play you a song about all of my hardship; I’ll squeeze out my soul like some dirty polyp. Yeah, I’ll sound smart, I’ll sound highbrow. Chorus: G F And then you’ll see me for the genius I am, G F and you will love me as a highbrow man. C G F C I will mould and reshape this antic clay somehow. G F C That was a reference. Isn’t that highbrow? I’ll fuck you from behind as I quote Metamorphosis, in its entirety, in the original German. You will see how well-read I am, you will see me as a cultured man, and not some lonely, alcoholic hermit. I’ll tell you why Charles Dickens was a hack as I snort lines of meth off your ass. I’ll jerk off onto your tits as I rip Bukowski to bits, and I’ll call Shakespeare uncouth and crass. Chorus

Intro: Em F G Am Em F Of late I have pondered if we’re damned by design, G Am if all of this woe stems from cosmic cogitation. But I know that’s a reverie, though ostensibly benign, that serves merely to foster sublimation. Chorus: F C For the camel is breaking, the lion is waking. G Am The new-sprung cannot abide. He did not consent to his soul being rent, this dog with his passions decried. The sins of the father cannot be expiated, for the cicatrices charge the progeny. For this vacuous vexation to be obviated, permute cognizance to ontogeny. Chorus: Though the sinner is penitent, the heavens remain reticent. No sacrament, nor apotheosis. The means are solipsistic, the ends deterministic, the reasoning diaphanous psychosis. Chorus: In a cosmos so inimical, where dissent is heretical, and every solvent seems nought but a buffer, stand staunch in refutation and refuse adulteration, declaring that only the extant can suffer. Only the extant can suffer. Only the extant.

Intro: C Am F G C Am F G C Elkeen leef sy eie lewe; dit weet ek wel. Elkeen leer maar vir homself van die hemel en van die hel. Elkeen maak asof hy verstaan; dis 'n moerse klug. Wanneer die skater bedaar, kan ons net sug. Elkeen bou sy eie kastele, met die stof en die wind. Elkeen kies sy eie demone, nes jy, my kind. As ek jou een ding kan leer is dit byt net vas want soos die sterkste van ons, het jy 'n hart van glas. Chorus: C F G G Is daar woorde wat my sal vryspreek? C F G G Is daar gebede wat ek kan sê? C F G G Is daar iets wat ek skoon vir jou kan gee? C F G Gee my 'n stem en ek sweer, ek sweer: C Ek sal nie ignoreer word nie. Teen die einde van die dag is daar net een vloek: “Mag jy vir ewig lewe, en vir ewig soek.” Maar daar's nie plek vir paniek nie, net stadig verguis, en ek voel en ek hoor how my bloed begin bruis. Jy dra die sondes van jou volk, en jy betaal met bloed. Dan kom die dag wat jy moet drink, en my god, dis soet. Geen meer opregtheid om te vind nie, as dit ooit daar was. Die enigste ware sentiment is so poes kras. Chorus C Am Ek sal vloek, ek sal veg, ek sal val, F G maar ek sweer, ek sweer, ek sal nie ignoreer word nie. Ek sal buig, ek sal breek, ek sal brand, maar ek sweer, ek sweer, ek sal nie ignoreer word nie. Ek sal horrelpoot hardloop hel toe, maar ek sweer, ek sweer, ek sal nie ignoreer word nie. Ek sal stik, ek sal stamel, ek sal sterf, maar ek sweer, ek sweer, ek sal nie ignoreer word nie. One more time for those in the back: Each one lives his own life; this I know. Each one teaches himself about heaven and hell. Each one pretends to understand. It’s a fucking farce. When the laughter calms down we can only sigh. Each one builds his own castles with the dust and the wind. Each one chooses his own demons, just like you, my child. If I can teach you one thing, it is just hold on. Because, like the rest of us, you have a heart of glass. Chorus: Are there words that will set me free? Are there prayers I can say? Is there something I can give you pure (or clean, or beautiful)? Give me a voice, and I swear, I swear, I will not be ignored. At the end of the day, there is only one curse: “May you live forever and search forever.” But there’s no time for panic, just slowly crumbling. And I feel and I hear how my blood starts boiling. You carry the sins of your people, and you pay with blood. Then comes the day that you have to drink, and my god, it’s sweet. No more authenticity to be found, if it ever was there. The only true sentiment is so cuntingly crass. Chorus I will curse, I will fight, I will fall, but I swear, I swear, I won’t be ignored. I will bend, I will break, I will burn, but I swear, I swear, I won’t be ignored. I will run hobbled to hell, but I swear, I swear, I won’t be ignored. I will choke, I will stammer, I will die, but I swear, I swear, I won’t be ignored.

Intro: G C G D G Well, I ain’t never seen a sunrise C that didn’t make me want to die. G The doctor says I’m so depressed, D when I was born I didn’t even cry. Guess I knew that it was hopeless, knew I couldn’t get away. Some assholes got lucky a couple of decades ago, now I’ve got bills to pay. I wish they would have worn a condom, dear old Mom and Dad, ‘cause this “gift” they’ve given me, it’s the worst life that I’ve ever had. Chorus: G It’s got to be a prank. C This just ain’t right. G Forcing someone into this life D so they can suffer and die. Well, I guess that I’m stuck here, in this miserable state. When I ask for direction they tell me to work, shop and procreate. But I’m a very happy sleeper, I dream of death every night. They say that life is fleeting, but it’s not fleeting enough by a mile. I wish I could have been a blowjob, in the backseat of a car. It’s better to be just a salty taste than to ever own a heart. Chorus Chorus