The Art Of Patrons chords and lyrics - FUCKED UP

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[Intro 1]
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[C][Am][G][Em][G][C][Am]
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[Verse 1]
Eurycles, I am [G]broken
The disciple smiles in disgust
The Satyrs have [C]awoken[G]
And things aren't here to be discussed

[Verse 2]
We [G]traded the privilege for scraps
Exchanged for the clothes on our backs
Lived life like there [C]was no other way

[Verse 3]
[C]
What [G]was sac[C]rosanct
Now the [Am]sac [G]red [C]is p[G]rofane
We yearn [C]for the thanks
But de[Am]serve [C]all[G] the blame

[Verse 4]
[D]A simple [Em]piece of [C]stagecraft
A [Am]tawdry [C]parlour [G]trick
[Em]We t[D]raded our mo[Em]ral gr[C]ound
so they could sing along
[Am]

[Verse 5]
[G]But is it [C]so bad
[Em]Is it as dark as[G] it seems
To trade a little [C]purity to
prolong the [Am]dream

[Verse 6]
[F]One [Em]by o[C]ne we wi[F]ll f[Em]ind a [Am]way[C]
[F]to [Em]let e[F]ach and [C]ever[F]y one[Em][F]
[G]Down

[Interlude 1]
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[Verse 7]
It's [Am]the privilege of mass [G]de[F][C]
[G]lu [C]sion

[Interlude 2]
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[Verse 8]
Sit [Em]back and [D]have [C]a s[G]eat
[Em]Dazzled [D]by [C]the [G]greed
It's [Em]his voice between m[D]y [C]lips
It's [G]the miracle [Em]of
[D]gas[C]tromancy
[G]They are

[Verse 9]
[Em]spinning [D]in their [C]graves[G]
At the [Em]choices [D]we [C]have mad[G]e
[C]But in [Em]our shoes[D] would[G] t[C]hey al[G]l[C][Em][D][C][Am][C][G]
[Em]have [C]been [Am]so c[C]hast[G]e

[Outro 1]
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