Вступление
Capo 1
FGmBb
Waste of a face never yours for the keeping
FBb
Slapped across your head
FGmBb
Then with what little time remained
FBb
Set out to forget it
FGmBb
Yonder would break days plump with thunder
FBb
Of new and glorious morn
F
Hours would spill
GmBb
Souring still
FBb
Despite our adornments for them
DmC
All in good time
BbF
You break before the light
DmC
So soaked in wine
BbF
It dries your will to fight
DmCBbF
But everyday is never enough
DmCBbF
Sucks tucked in the folds of your guts
DmCBbF
Contents of which blaze in your eyes
DmCBb
Jesus, I'm drunk on this spirit tonight
FBb
If only the good ones die young
DmBb
I'd pray your corruption comes
FBb
swift like a thief in the night
DmBb
Right I'd pluck my right eye right out
FBb
If only the good ones die young
DmBb
I'd pray your corruption comes
FBb
Swift like a thief in the night
DmBb
Right I'd pluck my right eye right out
F
Yanked from your slumber
GmBb
What ominous portent
FBb
Dangles in your face?
FGmBb
Rife with sprites falling on knives
FBb
Crowd into your gaze
FGmBb
Well sight is a sense and in your defense
FBb
One I might liken to
FGmBb
The manner in which you touch what you clutch
FBb
Or the way that the wind touches you
FBb
If only the good ones die young
DmBb
I'd pray your corruption comes
FBb
Swift like a thief in the night
DmBb
Right I'd pluck my right eye right out
FBb
If only the young ones die good
DmBb
I'd pray your corruption would
FBb
Slip like a slit in the wrist
DmBb
Hack the hands, redeem the rest
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