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