Pvris - St patrick
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I know it's Cchemicals that make meEm cling to you, cling to Gyou.
And I need a Cmiracle to get awEmay from you, away from yoGu.
I know it's cChemicalEms,
and I need a GmiraclEme,
And I'm not CspirituEmal
'Cause I think you're a Gsaint and I think you're an Emangel.
I said Cooh ooh Em
You give me something to Gtalk about, something to Emtalk about.
I said Cooh ooh Em
You give me something to Gthink about that's not the Emshit in my head.... Am, G
You're a mirEmacle.G.... Am, G
You're a mEmiracle. A miracGle.
Transparent hands were at my neck, at my neck, at my..
But I love the way you let me breathe instead, breathe instead.
Take in your chemicals,
You are a miracle,
And I'm not spiritual,
But please stay,
'Cause you're a glimpse of bliss, a little taste of heaven.
I said,
You give me something to talk about, something to talk about.
I said,
You give me something to think about that's not the shit in my head.
You're a miracle.
You're a miracle.
A miracle.
C, Em, G, Em x2
(Strum once)
I need a Cmiracle to bring me Emback to you, back to Gyou.
I know you're gCone now but I still Emwait for you, wait for Gyou.
(End on C)