Angel Of Small Death And The Codeine Scene

F#m                    C#9          F#m
I watch the work of my kin bold and boyful
F#m                      C#9       F#m
Toying somewhere between love and abuse
E                        A
Calling to join them the wretched and joyful
F#m                        C#9      F#m
Shaking the wings of their terrible youths

[Verse 2]
F#m                      C#9      F#m
Freshly disowned in some frozen devotion
F#m                C#9          F#m
No more alone or myself could I be
E                           A
Lurched like a stray to the arms that were open
   F#m                    C#9          F#m
No shortage of sordid, no protest from me

[Chorus]
        F#m                       A
With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean
         E                            F#m
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene
        F#m                    A
With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean
         E                            F#m
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene

[Verse 3]
F#m                    C#9           F#m
Feeling more human and hooked on her flesh, I
F#m                        C#9         F#m
Lay my heart down with the rest at her feet
E                          A
Fresh from the fields, all fetor and fertile
F#m                        C#9         F#m
It's bloody and raw, but I swear it is sweet

[Chorus]
        F#m                       A
With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean
         E                            F#m
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene
        F#m                    A
With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean
         E                            F#m
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene

[Instrumental bridge]
(2 beats each)

F#m E A Bm D E A A
A F#m E D D C#9
(INSTRUMENTAL OF "VERSE")
F#m F#m C#9 F#m
F#m F#m C#9 F#m
E A
F#m F#m C#9 F#m

[Verse 4]
F#m                       C#9        F#m
Leashless confusion, I'll wander the concrete
F#m                  C#9       F#m
Wonder if better now having survived
E                        A
Jarring of judgement and reasons defeat
          F#m                      C#9        F#m
The sweet heat of her breath in my mouth I'm alive

[Chorus] (x2)
        F#m                       A
With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean
         E                            F#m
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene
        F#m                    A
With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean
         E                            F#m
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene