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