C#m You're something to few, but nothing to me Someone so twisted and sick as can be It wasn't the plan, we gave it a shot You've proven a real man is something you're not C#m So tell me is this what the future primitive world is supposed to be? C#m E C#m A total abomination is G#m F#m A G#m what it looks like to me C#m No reasonable explanation C#m You can call this a declaration C#m E A bigot to all C#m E we’re sick of it all, G#m F#m A G#m We all stand up so Chorus: C#m B/D# I believe that E F#m I am losing faith C#m B/D# E in all of human kind F#m C#m but then I realize B/D# E It’s plain to see F#m A that a number is just B C#m G#m C#m G#m all you are to me. Not worthy of name, a number you'll get A symbol of meaningless, void of respect A matter of time, you get what you've earned We'll take pleasure in watching you burn So tell me, is this what the future primitive world's supposed to be? A total abomination's what it looks like to me It's a masochist fascination, a character assassination You're the fool on the hill, we're stuck with you 'til we all stand up, go Chorus I believe that I Am losing faith in all of humankind 'Cause then I realize it's plain to see That a number is all you are to me I believe that I Am losing faith in all of humankind But then I realize it's plain to see That a number is all you are to me I believe that I Am losing faith in all of humankind But then I realize it's plain to see That a number is all you'll ever be A number you get | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C#m D# E F#m G#m B |