Hợp âm Pincushion

Lời & hợp âm

[Verse 1]
[Am]Where the air [E]hang[Am]s like the stat
[C#m]ic of [Am]a dead end radi o[E][C][C#m]
I'm [E]waiting [C#m]with a
[E]frozen [Am]pulse
Crawl into an empty [E]womb,
[Am]don't rais[E]e these dead
They've found their [Am]God
in soil
[E][Bb5][E][Am][E]

[Verse 2]
[E]Dry [Am]scab [E]silhouette's tell[Am]
[E]the secrets [Am]of sewn mouths
[E]My [Am]heart is a sore [E]but even charred faces
crack [Am]smiles[C][Am][E][Am][E][Am][E]
[Am]Mismanufactured, screaming
like some faulty [E]machinery
[Am]The [C#m]overwh[Am]elming in[E]efficienc[Am]y[E]
[Am]of i[C]nfan[Am]t s[E][Bb5][Am][E][C][Am][C#m][Am]

[Verse 3]
[Am]Artificer [Bb5]stead [Am]me n[E]ow,[Am][E]
you've sewn [Am]a machine
[E]You've bir[Am]thed an abo[E]rtio[Am]n,
[E]the[Am] corpse of God is love
The corpse of God is love
The corpse of God is [E]love[Am]
I'm rotting and I'm not yet dead,
[E]I'm[Am] the king of worms and I'll have yo[E]ur hea[Am]d[E][Am][E][Am][E][Am][E][Am][E]
Resurrected [Am]roadkill, blueprinted skin, [E]I s[Am]wear,
I've never [E]been [Am]here [E]before
[Am]Everyone

[Verse 4]
[E]but me [Am]looks like
they've seen [E]a g[Am]host
Everybody try to relax
Everybody please remain calm
(I'm not supposed [E]to[Am][E][Am]
[E]be [Am]here [E]anyway)

[Verse 5]
[E]Divinity [Am]doesn[E]'t[Am][E][Am][E][Am][E][Am]
[E]show [Am]what the stab[E]les hold[Am]
The [E]scalpel [Am]proves my faith when
he spits through his [E]word[Am]s
We trait[E]ors [Am]share our strings,
[E]we'[Am]re suf[E]focating und[Am]er makeshift sk[E]in[A][Am]
Pull out the thread, sew on a heart,
make peace with dirt