The Sweetest Perfection
Depeche Mode
Cm The sweetest perfection Ab To call my own Fm The slightest correction G Couldn't finaly hone Cm The sweetest infection Ab Of body and mind Fm The sweetest injection G Of any kind Eb I stop and I stare too much Ab Affraid that I care too much Fm And I hardly dare to touch G For fear that the spell may be broken Eb When I need a drug in me Ab And it brings out the thug in me Fm Feel something's tugging me G Than I want the real things not tokens The sweetest perfection ... Things you'd expect to be Having effect on me Pass undetectedly But everyone knows what has got me Takes me completely Touches so sweetly Reaches so deeply I know that nothing can stop me Ab Fm Db Bb Ab The sweetest perfection Fm An offer was made Db An assorted collection Bb But I wouldn't trade The sweetest perfection ...
Do databáze přidal miguel, dne 15. 09. 2020