Song: This Armistice Artist: The Receiving End of Sirens Album: Between The Heart and the Synapse Tabbed By: Alec Jenkins Contact: alecjenkins@gmail.com I figured out the chords according to the acoustic version of this song. Albeit simple, it does the job if you are wanting to sing over it. TREOS = <3. Song tuned full step down. Tuning: (C, G, C, F, A, D) Bm D] ---2---| A] ---3---| F] ---4---| C] ---4---| G] ---2---| C] ---x---| A D] ---0---| A] ---2---| F] ---2---| C] ---2---| G] ---0---| C] ---x---| Bm7 D] ---2---| A] ---3---| F] ---2---| C] ---4---| G] ---2---| C] ---x---| D? D] ---0---| A] ---3---| F] ---2---| C] ---0---| G ---x---| C] ---x---| D D] ---2---| A] ---3---| F] ---2---| C] ---0---| G] ---x---| C] ---x---| A? D] ---5---| A] ---5---| F] ---2---| C] ---0---| G] ---0---| C] ---x---| Bm Your gross fabrication of pretext could bore. A Yet still I fall victim from syntax omitted. Just shy of something I could understand. Bm So blissful, I press on to the sound of the organs A Playing their most convincing tunes As they serenade to the parade of paid off parts. Bm And the only thing left to discuss A Is the details of this armistice. Bm A We’ve come to this agreement… Bm Bm7 Check my vitals. The truth is vile but vital to this cause. A I’ve been held hostage a captive of this passive shell. Bm7 Give me gravity, give me clarity. Give me something to rely on. Tell me who’s pulling the strings; Tell me who’s that move for. Bm We’re all puppets; We’re all marionettes. A We’re all puppets; We’re all marionettes. Bm These body parts of plans. A Passed by my hands, my hands shake through handshakes Forsaken by my limbs. Bm My limbs sing the hymns, the hymns of a tyrant A In a crumbling pantheon As inhabitants will raise their fists and bid him disarm. Bm Bm7 Check my vitals. The truth is vile but vital to this cause. A I’ve been held hostage a captive of this passive shell. Bm7 Give me gravity, give me clarity. Give me something to rely on. Tell me who’s pulling the strings; Tell me who’s that you move for; Bm We’re all puppets We’re all marionettes. Bm And the only thing left to discuss Bm7 Is the details of this armistice. A We’ve come to this agreement A D? D Oh, how I’ve been teething in light of your misleading. A? You’ve caused this collapse between The heart and the synapse.
