Only The Young Die Good
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F Gm Waste of a face never yours forBb the keepingF Bb Slapped across your headF Gm Bb Then with what little time remainedF Bb Set out to forget itF Gm Yonder would break days plump withBb thunderF Bb Of new and glorious mornF Hours would spillGm Bb Souring stillF Bb Despite our adornments for themDm C All in good timeBb F You break before the lightDm C So soaked in wineBb F It dries your will to fightDm C Bb F But everyday is never enoughDm C Bb Sucks tucked in the folds of yourF gutsContinúa después del anuncioDm C Bb F Contents of which blaze in your eyesDm C Bb Jesus, I'm drunk on this spirit tonightF Bb If only the good ones die youngDm Bb I'd pray your corruption comesF Bb swift like a thief in the nightDm Bb Right I'd pluck my right eye right outF Bb If only the good ones die youngDm Bb I'd pray your corruption comesF Bb Swift like a thief in the nightDm Bb Right I'd pluck my right eye right outF Yanked from your slumberGm Bb What ominous portentF Bb Dangles in your face?F Gm Bb Rife with sprites falling on knivesF Bb Crowd into your gazeF Gm Well sight is a sense and in yourBb defenseF Bb One I might liken toF Gm The manner in which you touchBb what you clutchF Bb Or the way that the wind touches youF Bb If only the good ones die youngDm Bb I'd pray your corruption comesF Bb Swift like a thief in the nightDm Bb Right I'd pluck my right eye right outF Bb If only the young ones die goodDm Bb I'd pray your corruption wouldF Bb Slip like a slit in the wristDm Bb Hack the hands, redeem the rest