Chords for Hozier - Angel Of Small Death & The Codeine Scene - Live at iTunes Festival London

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[F#m] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [F#m] I [F#m] _ watched the work of [B] my kid, bold [F#m] and boyful, _ toying somewhere between [B] love and [F#m] abuse, _ [E] calling
to join [A] them the wretched and joyful, shaking the wings of their [F#m] terrible youths, freshly
disowned in [B] some close [F#m]-ended motion, no more alone of [F] myself could [F#m] I be, [E] lurched like a
stray to [A] the arms that were open, [F#m] no shortage of sword and no [F] protest [F#m] from me, with her
sweetened breath [A] and her tongue [D] so mean, she's [E] deep danger and small death and the [F#m] nothing seen,
with her slow-clawed hair, her arm [F#] hard and lean, she's deep [F#m] danger and small death and the nothing seen, _
feeling more human [C#] than both arms [F#m] are fenced out, laying my heart down with her as bare feet,
[E]
drenched from the fields [A] of Eden, fertile [F#m] and splurged even more, but I swear it is true,
with her sweetened breath [A] and her tongue so mean, [E] she's deep [B] danger and small death and the [F#m] nothing seen,
with her slow-clawed hair, [A] her arm hard [D] and lean, she's [E] deep danger and small death and the [F#m] nothing seen,
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[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ in _
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[F#] _ _ [F#m] this confusion I [C#] wander [F#m] the concrete, wonder how better [F#m] nothing survived, [E] the jarring of judgment [A] and reasons defeat,
the [F#m] sweet heat of her breath in [B] my mouth [F#m] I'm alive,
_ sweetened breath and her tongue so mean, [E] she's deep danger and small death and the [F#m] nothing seen,
with her slow-clawed hair, [A] her arm [F#] hard and lean, [E] she's deep danger and small death and the [F#m] nothing seen,
with her _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [E] sweetened breath and her tongue so mean, she's deep danger and small death and the [F#m] nothing seen,
with her slow-clawed hair, [A] her arm hard and lean, [E] she's deep danger and small death and [F#m] the nothing seen,
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