The Rip Portishead
As she walks in [Em]the room, Scented an[F]d tall, Hesitating[Em] once more [C] [Bm]
[Am]As I take on mys[Bb]elf and the bitterness I [Am]felt, I realize that [G]love flows
[Em]Wild, white horses [F] They will take me [Em]away, and the t[C]enderness[Bm] I
[Am]Feel Will send the d[Bb]ark undern[Am]eath Will I foll[G]ow?
[Em]Through the glory of [F]life I will scatter on the f[Em]loor
Disappointe[C]d and sore[Bm]
[Am]In my thoughts I have b[Bb]led For the riddles I've been f[Am]ed
Another lie moves [G]over
[Em]Wild, white horses [F] They will take me a[Em]way, and the te[C]nderness[Bm] I
[Am]Feel Will send the d[Bb]ark undern[Am]eath Will I foll[G]ow?
[Em]Wild, white horses [F] They will take me a[Em]way, and the te[C]nderness[Bm] I
[Am]Feel Will send the d[Bb]ark undern[Am]eath Will I foll[G]ow?
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