From Compliance by Zorznijor
Some expression of recognition
What’s inside me? Dreams of blood and gore
Laughing at my pain
There’s a feeling or a semblance of
Some emotion deep within me
Is it anger? Is it fear, or love?
Am I just my brain?
I’ve been sucking nutritional pap
And shaking in my electric chair
I must tear out the wires from my body
And go out there
I just want to see my torturers finally pay the price
I will access the information
I will find out the ugly truth
Am I living or am I zombified?
Where’s my memory?
I see visions of love and harmony
I see visions of death and tragedy
I see visions of long lost family
In the real estate
I really I thought I could impress my son (I’d by that for a dollar)
I tried to learn how to twirl the gun (I’d by that for a dollar)
But Bobby made it so no one would come (I’d by that for a dollar)
To the warehouse where I died
I only want to see my family but they are gone
I only want to see my family but they are long gone
I only want to see my family but they have moved on
They have moved on
My family has moved on without me
There’s no justice left for me
F5 Fm-F Bplayed like this (sloppy, let things ring out sometimes): E|-----------------|--0-- B|-----------9--10-|--0-- G|--10-------------|--8-- D|--10-------------|--9-- A|--8-----8--------|--9-- E|-----------------|--7-- (intro, cont. through verse) F5 Fm-F B4 F5 Fm-F B4 F5 Fm-F B4 Am D I've been looking in the mirror for Some expression of recognition What's inside me? Dreams of blood and gore Laughing at my pain There's a feeling or a semblance of Some emotion deep within me Is it anger? Is it fear, or love? Am I just my brain? I've been sucking nutritional pap And shaking in my electric chair I must tear out the wires from my body And go out there C B F Em G I just want to see my torturers finally pay the price I just want to see my torturers finally pay the price I just want to see my torturers finally pay the price Pay the (verse chords) price I will access the information I will find out the ugly truth Am I living or am I zombified? Where's my memory? I see visions of love and harmony I see visions of death and tragedy I see visions of long lost family In the real estate I really I thought I could impress my son (I'd by that for a dollar) I tried to learn how to twirl the gun (I'd by that for a dollar) But Bobby made it so no one would come (I'd by that for a dollar) To the warehouse where I died (chorus chords) I only want to see my family but they are gone I only want to see my family but they are long gone I only want to see my family but they have moved on Em G They have moved on Em G My family has moved on with- Em G out me F A G C D G A There's no justice left for me