Tom: Bb
Intro: Gm Eb7 D7
Gm Eb7 D7 Gm
My strange throat when I don't see you
Eb7 D7 Gm
It comes me a crazy desire to scream
Eb7 D7 Gm
My throat scratches the ink and the tiles
Eb7 D7 Gm
Of your room, of the kitchen, of the living room
Eb7 D7 Gm
My throat scratches the ink and the tiles
Eb7 D7 Gm
Of your room, of the kitchen, of the living room
Cm7 F7 BB9
I come dawn to disturb your sleep
D7(b9) Gm
As a dog without owner begins to bark
Gm/F Gm/F Gm/E Eb7M
I cross the pillow, I turn you for the contrary
D7 Gm
Your head goes mad, I make her to rotate
Eb7 D7 Gm
I cross the pillow, I turn you for the contrary
Eb7 D7 Gm
Your head goes mad, I make her to rotate
Cm7 F7 BB9
I know that I am not sacred, the times I am going in the hard face
D7(b9) Gm
The times I act with whiteness for conquering you
Gm/F Gm/F Gm/E Eb7M
But I am not devout, I grew up in the street
D7 Gm
And I don't change my alone posture for pleasing you
Eb7 D7 Gm
But I am not devout, I grew up in the street
Eb7 D7 Gm
And I don't change my alone posture for pleasing you
Cm7 F7 BB9
I came to stop in that city, for force of the circumstance
D7(b9) Gm
I am like this from child, I grew up middle without home
Gm/F Gm/F Gm/E Eb7M
I learned turning me alone,
D7 Gm
and if me tô occurring you line is for later to abandon you
Eb7 D7 Gm
I learned turning me alone
Eb7 D7 Gm
and if me tô occurring you line is for later to abandon you
Vocalic soil == => Gm Eb7 D7 Gm F Gm
