Fineshrine Purity Ring
[Intro]
[G#] [D#] [D#] [Cm] [Fm] [Cm]
[Verse 1]
Get a little [G#]closer, let fold
Cut open my[D#] sternum and pull
My little ribs ar[Fm]ound you
Through arms, or maybe under, under you[Cm]
I'll put the South[G#] pockets gladly
Over the rocky [D#]cliffs that you leap
To peer over and [Fm]not forget what feet are
splitting threads of [Fm]thunder over me[Cm]
[Interlude]
[D#] [Cm] [Fm]
[Bridge]
That I might see with [D#]my chest and sink
into the edges [Cm]round you
Into the lakes and [Fm]quarries that brink
on all the edges [Fm]round you, round you, around you
[Cborus]
Get a little [G#]closer, let fold
Cut open my[D#] sternum and pull
My little ribs ar[Fm]ound you
The London baby [Fm]crowns over you[Cm]
Get a little [G#]closer, let fold
Cut open my [D#] sternum and pull
My little ribs ar[Fm]ound you
Through arms, or maybe [Fm]under, under you[Cm]
[Verse 2]
I'll put the South [G#] pockets gladly
Over the rocky [D#]cliffs that you leap
To peer over and [Fm]not forget what feet are
Splitting threads of [Fm]thunder over me[Cm]
Listen closely, [G#] closely to the floor
Emitting all its[D#] graces through the pores
You'd make a [Fm]fine shrine in me
You'd build a [Fm]fine shrine in me[Cm]
[Interlude]
[D#] [Cm] [Fm]
[Bridge]
That I might see with [D#]my chest and sink
into the edges [Cm]round you
Into the lakes and [Fm]quarries that brink
on all the edges [Fm]round you, round you, around you
[Cborus]
Get a little [G#]closer, let fold
Cut open my[D#] sternum and pull
My little ribs ar[Fm]ound you
The London baby [Fm]crowns over you[Cm]
Get a little [G#]closer, let fold
Cut open my [D#] sternum and pull
My little ribs ar[Fm]ound you
Through arms, or maybe [Fm]under, under you [Cm]
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