Chords Like This (I Usually Don't Strum My)

I usually don’t strum my chords like this
I’m usually more of a muted man
I usually don’t raise my voice like this
I’m usually more of a muted man
I usually don’t strum my chords like this
I’m usually more of a muted man
I usually don’t pick a fight like this
But crisis has raised its head again
What’s to be disclosed to you is ultimately secret
Involves the conversations of our freshly deposed leader
Speaking to his namesake Heir-in-Exile on the guises
The treachery, the treasons of his previous advisors
So keep in mind, Beloved Son, while plots they are a-hatching
Was you past all pretenders that the Gila Beast is watching
Watching
Hey, hey, hey
I usually don’t strum my chords like this
I’m usually more of a muted man
I usually don’t raise my voice like this
I’m usually more of a muted man
I usually don’t strum my chords like this
I’m usually more of a muted man
I usually don’t pick a fight like this
But crisis has raised its head again
Is there anything you need to know before I go that’s urgent
Anything you’d like to hear on tricks of my insurgence
Your head is in the gunsights now by leave of claiming office
The target held in place by crystal shards that plague the novice
My prediction in the interest of your safety as I’m weeping
Will be the junta’s men may come to kill you as you’re sleeping
Sleeping
Hey, hey hey
Up here I can do whatever I want to get my point across
Up here I can say whatever I want 'cause I’s the big boss
I can make them say whatever I want and they will always talk
But those days of twine and hoses and mattress springs is long gone
I usually don’t strum my chords like this
I’m usually more of a muted man
I usually don’t raise my voice like this
I’m usually more of a muted man
I usually don’t strum my chords like this
I’m usually more of a muted man
I usually don’t pick a fight like this
But crisis has raised its head again