Broken Social Scene - Deathcock

^FTrouble, my trouble, it's ^Cdeath ^FSounds like disease with ^Cregret ^FA vacuum's heart or ^Cout bits ^FDelicate seizures and all the ^Crest

^FTrouble, my trouble, ^Cmourir ^FLeft my lungs with the ^Cfear ^FTest patterns ^Con the air ^FI killed you, I did it, my ^Cdear

^FTrouble, my trouble, it's ^Cdeath ^FSkin like a sidewalk that ^Cleft ^FDesperate cum is in ^Cour bed ^FA little while, I failed you at ^Cbest ^F Failed you at b^Cest ^F Failed you at b^Cest

^Dm Of course, ^Emsilence's gonna c^Fost a little I^Dm like sha^Emdows in my sleep^{F Dm} Coming i^Emn here, caught y^Fourself on the fast you said, "C^Dmomments a^Emre gorgeous, ple^Fase don't speak" ^DmI decide^Em who lives ^Fin my best room I g^Dmot windows to^Em protect my bree^Fd ^DmPut down your^Em spirit and tell^F me that there's something ^Dmdesirable for^Em you in ^Fme

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