Intro:
C          Em    Am      A
Once there was a healthy man
   Dm        F        G7           C
He spent his lifetime workshopping robots
C    Em       Am     A
No intentions ill or foul (Oh, you've heard the tune before)
Dm   F        G7     C
No intentions ill or foul

Verse 1:
   Am                        Em
In my line of darkness, your poison's kinda useless
Am                Em
Old Mr. Corpse is rotting in the room with us
Am                    Em
  I've been tortured, crawled out of purgatory
Am                  Em
  Tell me honestly, is there something wrong with me?

Pre-chorus:
Dm               Asus4
Up the ante, I'm tired of this new status quo
Dm            A7
All the agony stores enough power to know
Dm              Asus4
I have done some terrible things in my life
Dm            Asus4    A
I have done unbearable things

Chorus:
    Bb      Bbm     F    D
But I don't want to die (I dont wanna die, don't wanna)
Bb          Bbm    F   D
Please dont let me die
     Bb                      Bbm
It's coming from below, they want me
      F                           D
But I know a thing or two when it comes to being killed
   Bb
It may seem a bit painful,
       Bm                              F
But at least you get to come back again,
                    D
And again, and again...
Bb                      Bbm
May I have your condolences?
  F                                D
I know you've heard the tune before...
    Bb                  Bbm
You think it's all outrageous,
F                   D
 Nevertheless, it's like I never left!

Verse 2:
    Am                     Em
Now what's all the ruckus, noises so abundant,
      Am                               Em
You'd think that I'd get used to this, let my insides evanesce
Am                Em
  Human contact remains very seldom,
Am                      Em
  All the children will channel all their powers to
(nc)
S-A-V-E-T-H-E-M

Pre-chorus:
Dm                Asus4
Thirty years with torture you can't comphrehend,
Dm                   A7
Forty years, they're seeking for means to an end,
Dm             Asus4
Fifty years, attatched onto puppeteer strings,
Dm                Asus4    A
WHO WOULD DO SUCH TERRIBLE THINGS?!

Chorus:
 Bb    Bbm     F    D
I just want to die, yeah
   Bb          Bbm    F   D
So please just let me die
    Bb                Bbm
I'm undefeatable, I'm thriving
         F                           D
'Cause I know a thing or two when it comes to being killed
     Bb
It's oh so very painful,
      Bbm                          F
and I don't want it to happen again,
                    D
And again, and again...
     Bb                     Bbm
It's coming for us all, I'm hiding
     F                           D
I'm 'bout to take a blow and I'm smiling
     Bb
It's oh so very painful,
      Bbm                          F
and I don't want it to happen again,
                        D
And again, and again... (Bring it back one more time!)
Bb    Bbm
Mmmmm ah-ah
F         D
Ooh la-da doo, dah
Bb        Bbm
Ooh la-da dee, dah
F         D
Ooh la-da doo, dah-ha

Bridge:
C     Em Am   A
Hang on, Woah-oh
  Dm                    F          G7 C
I know you've heard the tune before...
C          Em    Am      A
Once there was a healthy man
   Dm        F         G7           C
He spent his lifetime workshopping robots
C       Em    Am     A
No intentions ill or foul,
    Dm                              F                 G7
And nothing in the likes of killing kids and trapping ghouls (Why would you think that?)
    Bb                      Bbm
But then a fated moment, he caught one of his own,
F                      D
Couldn't face the world, he made a promise,
         Bb                      Bbm                           F
And he'd harness all the anger, enough to bring his loved ones back,
          D
He's gone haywire...

Chorus:
(nc)
Now it's-
C                      Cm
Coming from below! The hellfire!
       G                             A
I'm about to make a friend, but he doesn't seem that friendly
     C                                       Cm                   G
Well that goes without saying, that's theres no use praying, again
                    A
And again, and again....
    C                         Cm
The research in my head, it's dying!
              G                        A
Couldn't leave it all behind and now no one's gonna find it, find it
C                            Cm
 To me it's all fine art, If I could take it back, well I'd not!
G                            A
 I guess it's all up to fate, for man to reanimate!

Outro: C Cm G A
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