Rhythm 1:
F# A E
F# A D
F# A E F#

   F#                                A
So here we are again to experience a bitter scoling end

    E                              F#
And we're the only ones who can perceive it

      F#                            A
While others sing of beauty and the story thats unfolding

   E                            F#
As one that deserves praise and ritual

(w/ Rhythm 1)
My pessimistic lines, your supersticious lives
And the modern ages lies won't absolve you
The professorial truth, and the dear clairvoyant youth
And of course the nightly news will deceive you
Watch out