Intro Gm / Gm / Abm / Eb Gm / Gm / Abm / Ab Gm / Gm / Abm / Eb Bb Gm / Gm / Abm / AbVerse 1:
Gm Ab Abm His jacket calls me with obsidian blade Gm Ab Abm He's got a knack for spittin' blood over red lipstick stains Gm Ab Abm I drank the venom from the cobra 'round his neck Gm Ab Made it my life mission to feel that againFm Gm He's got a bad disease, no, no Fm Gm I think it's rubbin' off on me, no, no Fm Gm He's got spider silk hands Fm Gm I think I've fallen into themVerse 2:
Gm Ab Abm The ground he walks upon resigns to dust Gm Ab Abm Pandemonium quivers at his touch Gm Ab Abm My preacher, my undefined creature Gm Ab Abm Consumes meFm Gm He's got a bad disease, no, no Fm Gm I think it's rubbin' off on me, no, no Fm Gm He's got spider silk hands Fm Gm I think I've fallen into themBridge:
G Bb And my infection is the hand on my lower back Gm Bb I have exacted that he's got something that I lack Gm Bb Oh, the power of the man with the switchblade comb Gm Bb He always says, "I couldn't manage you on my own"Fm Gm Eb He's got a bad disease, no, no Fm Gm Eb Gm I think it's rubbin' off on me, no, no Fm Gm Eb He's got spider silk hands Fm Gm7 I think I've fallen into them
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