Chords: A# Gm Bow to the paper gods in a world that is paper thin Dm F The fools in town are ruling now A# Gm Bleeding from paper cuts, money for head shots Dm F Fools leading. Who needs it? Dm Hey you're gonna want it all the talking man declares Go running to be first in line, for what? Nobody cares C The next thing you must have. Find peace with matching bag It's nothing to be glad about, or sad when you forget about it Dm And while the race is on the rats will run the street The slaver in a sweatshop putting trainers on your feet C And walking through the rain oblivious to pain A To shelter from the blame without a reason to complain about it Dm Don't complain about it. C Don't complain about it A Forget about it Chords She's staring out in underwear, from your computer screen It's all on sale for dirty cash, we can wash it clean So hang it out online, confess and you'll feel fine And if you got the time to spare we want to know Which name you're wearing And when the final curtain finally comes down We'll all be in the party room, no wiser as to how The total human race became a basket case It's nothing to lose face about it It's really not a place to doubt it Chorus: Bow to the paper Gods in a world that is paper thin The fools in town are ruling now Bleeding from paper cuts, money for head shots Fools leading (today) Who needs it? F Paper walls falling down Paper house, paper town C# G# Gm Paper gods falling down F The paper world is falling down Paper walls falling down C# G# Gm Paper house, paper town F Paper gods falling down The paper world is falling down C# G# Gm Falling down, falling down F Falling down, falling down Falling down, falling down Chorus: Bow to the paper Gods in a world that is paper thin The fools in town are ruling now Bleeding from paper cuts, they go for the money shots The fools leading (today) Who needs them? A# Gm Dm All the paper gods in a sky of grey A# Gm Dm F All the fools in town are ruling today today | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA A# C C# Dm F Gm G# |