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C
Woe to thee with fearful eyes, their
Am
lighthouse is burning up and
Em
down goes the ship in which they
F G
wasted their whole lives.
C
Cursed are tongues that speak in only
Am
can’t’s, and won’t’s, and oh, what if the
Em
world went and died, left you
F G
buried in regrets.
C G
You never kissed the ceiling.
C
Broke are feet with timid souls that
Am
only move an inch, no more. No,
Em
don’t you even try to take a
F G
step the other way.
C
Useless are the hands the rule, they’re
Am
tightly bound, so fake, so full of
Em
fear that someday they’re handed
F G
opportunity.
C G
They never kissed the ceiling.
[Chorus]
F
Blessed are the minds that
G
need no disguise, that
C Am G
fly up o’er mountain.
F
Dance like an empress, you’ll
G
impress them all. Unmask the
C Am G
beauty you’re given.
C
Shame to thee with harden hearts,
Am
feel for nothing, cry for none. Your
Em
own flesh and blood, ripped of
F G
life before your eyes.
C
Sickened are the selfish souls that
Am
spread disease to those with hope. They
Em
steal away the ones that try to
F G
save the mess they’ve made.
C G
They never kissed the ceiling.
[Chorus]
F
Blessed are the minds that
G
need no disguise, that
C Am G
fly up o’er mountain.
F
Dance like an empress, you’ll
G
impress them all.
C Am G
Unmask the beauty you’re given.
C Am Em C G
And kiss the ceiling.
C //
Woe to thee with fearful eyes, their
Am //
lighthouse is burning up and
Em //
down goes the ship in which they
F // G //
wasted their whole lives.
Woe to thee with fearful eyes, their
Am
lighthouse is burning up and
Em
down goes the ship in which they
F G
wasted their whole lives.
C
Cursed are tongues that speak in only
Am
can’t’s, and won’t’s, and oh, what if the
Em
world went and died, left you
F G
buried in regrets.
C G
You never kissed the ceiling.
C
Broke are feet with timid souls that
Am
only move an inch, no more. No,
Em
don’t you even try to take a
F G
step the other way.
C
Useless are the hands the rule, they’re
Am
tightly bound, so fake, so full of
Em
fear that someday they’re handed
F G
opportunity.
C G
They never kissed the ceiling.
[Chorus]
F
Blessed are the minds that
G
need no disguise, that
C Am G
fly up o’er mountain.
F
Dance like an empress, you’ll
G
impress them all. Unmask the
C Am G
beauty you’re given.
C
Shame to thee with harden hearts,
Am
feel for nothing, cry for none. Your
Em
own flesh and blood, ripped of
F G
life before your eyes.
C
Sickened are the selfish souls that
Am
spread disease to those with hope. They
Em
steal away the ones that try to
F G
save the mess they’ve made.
C G
They never kissed the ceiling.
[Chorus]
F
Blessed are the minds that
G
need no disguise, that
C Am G
fly up o’er mountain.
F
Dance like an empress, you’ll
G
impress them all.
C Am G
Unmask the beauty you’re given.
C Am Em C G
And kiss the ceiling.
C //
Woe to thee with fearful eyes, their
Am //
lighthouse is burning up and
Em //
down goes the ship in which they
F // G //
wasted their whole lives.
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