The Sweetest Perfection
Depeche Mode
Gm The sweetest perfection Eb To call my own Cm The slightest correction D Couldn't finaly hone Gm The sweetest infection Eb Of body and mind Cm The sweetest injection D Of any kind Bb I stop and I stare too much Eb Affraid that I care too much Cm And I hardly dare to touch D For fear that the spell may be broken Bb When I need a drug in me Eb And it brings out the thug in me Cm Feel something's tugging me D 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 Eb Cm Ab F Eb The sweetest perfection Cm An offer was made Ab An assorted collection F But I wouldn't trade The sweetest perfection ...
Do databáze přidal miguel, dne 15. 09. 2020