Tom: B
Introdução: G B G D A Em G Em B
D B
As I breathe my disease brings me to my knees
G
All you need is a taste it'll set you free
B G
Your infection's my discretion honey, one and the same
B D
Counting second til I'm medicated, fucked in the brain
D B D G
I don't want this baby, I just need it to carry on
B G D F#m
I got the white line fever and an appetite for sin
B G D
If there's a black hole headed for hell then baby count me in (whoa)
B G D F#m B
I sold my soul so long ago, a bullet in the chamber with nowhere to go
G D B
If there's a black hole headed for hell then baby count me in (yeah)
Em B
I sold my soul
B
Licking every drop of poison off a pocket of keys
D C#m B
While some daddy's little angel's getting dirt on her knees
D B
When the sun goes down the filth run free
B
You'll never find a finer specimen of filth than me
B D C#m B
I don't want this,
B D F#m
I just need this
G D
To carry on
B G D F#m
I got the white line fever and an appetite for sin
B G D F#m
If there's a black hole headed for hell then baby count me in (whoa)
B G D F#m B
I sold my soul so long ago, a bullet in the chamber with nowhere to go
G D
If there's a black hole headed for hell then baby count me in (yeah)
B D C#m
Some have said that I'm the devil and it's just as well cause
B D
I've been through and burned down and rebuilt hell
B D
With my heart in a vice and a knife in my back
G D A B
I've got a noose for the world that I'm painting black
B G D F#m
I got the white line fever and an appetite for sin
B G D F#m
If there's a black hole headed for hell then baby count me in (whoa)
B G D F#m B
I sold my soul so long ago, a bullet in the chamber with nowhere to go
G D Em D B
If there's a black hole headed for hell then baby count me in