F Dm F Dm F Dm E
Am
They settled in natural or sophisticated sceneries
Am
Where they cultivate an air of death
Am
Big broken baby dolls maybe fucked
Am
And we love them
Am E
They are so meagre
F
They're scaring me
E
They look so sour
F
And full of pain
F Dm Am
Oh it's... horrible to see
Am
Bodies of the sick held prisoners
Am
Sunken shoulders and giant pubis
Am
The flesh has disappeared
Am
The bones are almost bare
Am
And yet we love them
Am E
They are so meagre
F
They're scaring me
E
They look so sour
F
And full of pain
F
I've closed the magazine
Dm
Returned it to the lady
F
I was feeling nauseous,
Dm
I don't wanna watch them anymore
F
It's horrible and depressing
Dm E
It's an insult to their beauty
Am
All those beauties in ruins
(Break)
E
They are so meagre
F
They're scaring me
E
They look so sour
F
And full of pain
E F E F Dm Am
Am
All those beauties in ruins...
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