Builder Of Routines

Manic Street Preachers

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[Intro] e|--------------------------------------------------------| B|----4-----4-----4-----4-----4-----4-----4-----4---------| G|---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5----------| D|--5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5-----------| A|-3-----3-----3-----3-----3-----3-----3-----3------------| E|--------------------------------------------------------| Not sure what instrument is playing this but here’s how you do it on guitar. [Verse] (Play intro riff all the way through here or Cm chords lightly) (intro riff) I’ve sealed myself in (intro riff) Laminated all of my skin (intro riff) Sellotaped my world in bits (intro riff) I must embrace paralysis [Chorus] Only in you do we see ourselves Only in you can we see our end So sick and so tired of being for real Only the fiction still has the appeal (Riff 2 changed a little) e|---------------------------------------------------------------| B|----4-----4-----4-----4-----4-----4-----4------4-4-4-4---------| G|---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5-5-5-5---------| D|--5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5--5-5-5-5---------| A|-3-----3-----3-----3-----3-----3-----3-----3---3-3-3-3---------| E|---------------------------------------------------------------| [Verse] N.C. Builder of Routines N.C. It makes me safe and clean Cm (or can be N.C. your choice) It crucifies parts of me N.C. But never seems to make me bleed [Chorus] Only in you do we see ourselves Only in you can we imagine our mend So sick and so tired of being for real Only the fiction still has the appeal [Refrain] How I hate middle age In between acceptance and rage Democracy has sure made a fool out of me But I am the builder of routines x2 Hold until guitar comes back in which is chord when it comes back in. [Outro] e|--------------------------------------------------------| B|----4-----4-----4-----4-----4-----4-----4-----4---4-----| G|---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5--5-----| D|--5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5---5-5-----| A|-3-----3-----3-----3-----3-----3-----3-----3------3-----| E|--------------------------------------------------------|

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Cette chanson aborde la thématique de l'auto-isolement et des luttes internes que l'on traverse face à la monotonie de la vie quotidienne. L’artiste parle de l'évasion dans une sorte de routine sécurisante, mais en même temps, il ressent un besoin de libération, même si cela implique de faire face à une certaine douleur. Il évoque une lutte entre l'acceptation de la réalité et le désir de s'en distancier, illustrant ainsi le dilemme de l'âge mûr, entre résignation et colère. Le contexte se situe dans une réflexion sur la façon dont la société moderne peut nous pousser à construire des murs autour de nous-mêmes, tout en nous empêchant de nous sentir pleinement vivants. Cela soulève des questions sur notre identité et notre rapport aux autres, tout en explorant l'illusion que peut représenter une existence trop bien rangée.

Le Chansonnier