Fm/Ab/Db/C/Fm
I've been counting your gold wire ribs/ I keep losing track at 666/
Fm/C7/Db/Eb
And i keep swooning to the tune of a pulmonary canary/
Ab/Gb/Db
Danglin there in disrepair like a pitted cherry/ Doll your heat beats me to death/ Whats that pounding in my head/
Ab/Fm/Db/Eb
And i wanna rip it from its cage/ too long its been locked away/ Woo ooh Oooh ooOh We'll be dancing on our graves
Ab/C7/Fm/Db/Eb
You sit wings clipped regret spilled out on the floor/ I wanna mop you up but for this pounding
credits
from Get Lost (Split),
released August 9, 2013
Recorded by Ben Roberson
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