My True Body Chords by Angels Of Light

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_ I'm your mute cousin, _ _ _ [Bm] your shaved virgin whore. _
On [B] my prison _ steel bed, [Dm] I'll wait for you.
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So follow me down, _ _ _ [Bm] I'm weeping and torn.
_ Put [B] your dirty _ white _ hands [Dm] inside of me. _ _ _ _
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These walls they're ringing _ _ with [Bm] my tortured last scream. _ _
[Dm] I _ spoke of fear from my pale face. _ _ _
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The red sea's raging _ _ with [Bm] my coffin and spitting. _ _
My _ [Dm] love is bitter, so _ so _ frowning. _ _ _
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Now I'm your mute wife, _ you wrote [D] your name on my back with your knife. _
[Dm] My turn _ is for losing you. _ _ _ _ _
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I'm your stupid child now, _ _ [G] who is shaking with grief in your [D] mouth. _
[Dm] I'm calling _ your name, call out! _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ Na na na na na na na _ na [D] na na na na na na na na na na _ _ [B] _ _ _
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_ _ _ na na na na na na na na na na na na na
The shame I [D] forced to reach, you snorted and choked in your bedding.
I [B] could feel the rock texture
_ [Dm] But _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ then the white smoke shone
_ _ And [G] that was just [Bm] a _ breeze
[B] Just _ coming _ _ out [Dm] from the edge
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_ _ The _ white smoke's rising
I could feel _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
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the rock texture
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But _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ then the white smoke shone
_ And _ [G] that was _ [Bm] just _ _ [Dm] a breeze
Just coming _ _ _ out from the edge _
The _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ white smoke's rising
And _ _ _ that [B] was just a breeze
Just coming out from the edge
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_ _ _ _ could _ feel the rock texture
But [Em] then the white smoke [Bm] shone
_ And [B] that _ _ was _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ just _ _ a breeze
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