Name: Music Police by PAIF
Duration: 3 min 10 s
Description: "Dear god forgive us." This knee-crunching album is sure to spice up your tinnitus. Be sure to use headphones for the "best" experience.

"Dear god forgive us." This knee-crunching album is sure to spice up your tinnitus. Be sure to use headphones for the "best" experience.

Music Police

Lyrics and chords:
(Capo 3rd Fret, all chords are written as if there was no capo)
Am-C/G-E
This is the story about a future fall 
When I finally decided to blow my brains into the hall
Clean up the windows and the surrounding wall
I hope and pray to god that I traumatize you all

Got out my phone and pressed record
I said goodbye to all those I adored
The days grow thinner, and I'm so fucking bored
Have fun cleaning my skull out from the floorboards 

I started the stream, and put the gun into frame
Nobody ever joined, nobody even came
I waited for 12 minutes and I looked down in shame
The flash of gun and out went my brain

You're losing everything, and so am I
It would save me just to look into your eyes
I cry alone a night, darkness seeping in
Once you're done using my body, throw it in the garbage bin

I Hope and Pray to God That I Traumatize You All

Chords and lyrics:

(Harmonic on E string, 12th fret)
I am the wound and the blade, both the torturer and he who is flayed
The song of silk is twisted and tied, cut yourself and sulk in your lies

C-E, C-Am
That thing between your legs seems to bellow and weep to me
Begging consciously
End the disease
That thing between your legs seems to bellow and weep to me
Begging consciously
End this matriarchy 

Bite the bullet through your teeth
As you scream 
Back to me
Holding a sickle scythe to the orphans throat
Bite the bullet through your teeth
As you scream 
Back to me
Slit his throat and let the blood run red

Can't answer what
Who is who
What will we ever do without
2 plus 2 
Equals five 
Holden tells you these secret lies
Upon the steel woven net you realize
They aren't out to get you

C-C7-F-D7
The disease deep between your legs
Screams, wails, and begs
To be let go of this hollow hell
To be set free from this shallow shell 
That doesn't do much
But sit and cry
C-E-B7-Em
You sit down a wonder why

C-E, C-Am
You sit down and wonder why
The drunken whore gives the breath to sigh
The answers to the world are always nigh
You're so close to greatness

You're so close to greatness I swear
Is what I am always told and hear
I am just not cut out for this job
I bitch and moan, cry or sob to everything
in my life

The orphan is back and wields a long knife
Heart set on destruction, fueled by his strife
Destined to rid of all with their life
What ever happened?

In this war torn world we sit and stare
People so close, but no one is near
To the twisted jester screams out in fear
They're on the beaches
The bloody damned mess that we see with our eyes
All fall back on Holden's dirty lies
God has abandoned

C-C7-F-D7
And you're going to pay
For something that you never did
I bet you wished that you had said 
But don't worry baby we'll all end up dead
Scattered on the beaches
Our heads hang low
C-E-B7-Em
That's the way that we end the show
Always so depressed

We wear these fake smiles 
And share a nice laugh
But I just can’t, anymore

Music Police

PAIF

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