Тональность

 
D                   D
I lay awake in bed, I don't know how I got here
        D                     N.C.
There's knocking on the door - 1-2-3-4

D (x4)


     D                               D
It's quite a bloody mess in here and no one feels responsible
    D                              D
The fragmentation of ourselves, nah, don't be so sensible
    Em                               G                 D D
You know they built on sand but they call it an empire
   D                             D
So much for cleaning up now, the middle class is fading
      D                            D
Those friends in higher places are deceptive clowns parading
    Em                      G                    D D
The cocaine cowboys and the wall street vampires



          Bm
And I say:
            G            D          F#m                   Bm
White noize, white noize - come and lull me into my sleep
             G                     D D
White noize, beautiful white noize


    D                             D
Who distributes the migrants, who talks about the crisis
    D                           D
New faces to the cabinet, let's see how thick the ice is
Em                        G                       D D
Testing distant waters, quietly behind the scenes
   D                        Daug
My arm is growing tired, of waving the white flag
    D                                       Daug
And now there's nothing left to light, just filters of old fags
    Em                            G                    D D
The prime minister's driving in a long black limousine


           Bm
And I say:
            G            D          F#m                   Bm
White noize, white noize - come and lull me into my sleep
             G                     D           F#m                       Bm
White noize, beautiful white noize - tonight I don't care if I'm a creep
            G            D        F#m                    Bm
White noize, white noize - is the quiet before the storm
            G                      D D 
White noize, beautiful white noize


                    Bm                        G                               D D
And the world goes - tweet tweet, tweet tweet, tweet tweet, tweet tweet, yeah
                  Bm                    G                              D D
And the birds Go - tweet, tweet tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet tweet, yeah
     Em                        G                      Em
In a room without a roof - I'm staring at the ceiling
                               G                    D       D
In times like these they don't care about how we're feeling


           Bm
And I say:
            G            D          F#m                   Bm
White noize, white noize - come and lull me into my sleep
             G                     D           F#m                       Bm
White noize, beautiful white noize - tonight I don't care if I'm a creep
            G            D           F#m                         Bm
White noize, white noize - comes the morning comes a time to reap
            G                      D D 
White noize, beautiful white noize


D (x4)

        D                           Daug
There's no one left to talk to, and no one wants to listen
    D                                  Daug
How can we right a wrong when all they Do is reminiscing
Em                  G                    D D
Free speech echoes, echoes from the wall
  Em                          G                  D
I lean back in my camp chair, waiting until they fall