Sick - Lag Wagon
tabbed by: ryan b

***rest for guitar/vocals (0:00 - 0:16)***

Riff A (once):
A------------------5555-77777777-----------------
E--5555-7777-8888-----------------33333333-------

Riff B (once):
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D--------------------------7777-------------------
A---------7777-8888---------------7777-8888-3333--
E--5555--------------8888-------------------------

Riff A: (once)
Riff B: (once)
Riff A: (once)

Riff C (twice):
A--33333333-----------55555555-----------------------11-
E-----------33333333-----------00000000-111111111111----

Riff B: (once)
Riff A: (once)

Riff D: (once)
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E---5555--------------8888-------

***rest for "Psychosomatic..." (1:11 - 1:13)***
Riff A: (once)
Riff C: (twice)

Riff E: (3 times):
A--------777-888-10-10-10--
E---888--------------------

Riff F: (once)
A----------5----3-------
E----5-3-----1-----6---

Riff G: (9 times, on the last time don't play the last eighth fret A)
A---------8-7-8--
E--5-7-8---------

Riff B: (once)
Riff A: (once)
Riff D: (once)
Riff B: (3 times)

Riff H: (once)
G---------------------------------------------------
D--------------------------7777---------------------
A---------7777-8888---------------7777-8888-3333-0--
E--5555--------------8888---------------------------


Lyrics:
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I've been living for tears in question, some obsession
Was I less to live without answers, as a life cried wolf
I'm ashamed to mention my anguish but silence lies empty
If I say it again can I kill it, will you lend me your ears
Breathe in breathe out exhale, acting sweating
A broken smile provides them a view, projection is nothing new
Just once I would like them to feel it, suffer in my skin
For a moment stand in my shoes, filled with swelling blues

I keep this room, and this room keeps me chained to my organs
I am quarantined, to a place that's dark
Staring at three walls the door is locked to them

"Maybe now that they all know it, you'll find solace"
As you're drowning in narcissim or is it self-loathing
"Cause you fought it all in your head boy", psychosomatic
They used to humor you now they pity you, and nothings changed

I keep this room, and this room keeps me chained to my organs
I am quarantined, to a place that's dark
Staring at three walls the door is locked behind me

If I say it again can I kill it?
Because they are sick of my complaining, and I am sick of being sick

Maybe these will cure you completely, chemicals deeply
Saviors until you're dependent, don't let them go to your head
I'm ashamed to mention my anguish but silence lies empty
Silence lies