Angel Of Small Death And The Codeine Scene - Hozier-2

Intro
1.
I watch the work of my kin, bold and boyful
Toying somewhere between love and abuse
Calling to join them, the wretched and joyful
Shaking the wings of their terrible youths
2.
Freshly disowned in some frozen devotion
No more alone or myself could I be.
Lurched like a stray to the arms that were open,
No shortage of sordid, no protest from me.
Ref1
With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene.
With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean,
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene.
3.
Feeling more human and hooked on her flesh,
I lay my heart down with the rest at her feet.
Fresh from the fields, all fetor and fertile,
Bloody and raw, but I swear it is sweet.
Ref2
With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene.
With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean,
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene.
Dm - A7 - Dm
Dm - A7 - Dm
C - F
Dm - A7 - Dm
4.
In leash-less confusion, I'll wander the concrete,
Wonder if better now having survived.
Jarring of judgement and reasons defeat,
The sweet heat of her breath in my mouth, I'm alive.
Ref3
With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene.
With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean,
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene.
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