Circa Survive – Lustration chords

Cm                Fm         CmFed by hand and caught with force
Cm                           Fm         CmOur bed, sweet death will foreclose on everybody's tongues
                    Fm        GmShe'll freeze and break your heart
    Cm  Bb     Cm      Fm           GmMy love who's left to console the choir

CmI don't want to be the one
                       Eb                 FmI don't want to be the anchor on your chest
GmUnkept
CmHave you ever been asleep
                                 FmI was only keeping up to see you weep
GmUnfold

FmInside the catacomb
GmThe marbles colder  than ice
CmOur match is damp
Bb           FLit with a separate hand
                  GmI see into your world
                       CmYou make no effort to hide
        BbThe tourniquet
               AbCandles in a salt ring will dance
                   Gm                 EbYou don't have to repent tonight at all

Cm       Bb     Cm        Fm   GmTongues will freeze and break apart
Cm                   Eb   Fm       Gm  GMy god who's left to concede the cross

CmI don't want to be the one
                         Eb          FmI don't want to see the moment you forget
GmUnfed
 CmIn the sharpening of teeth
                                       Fm       Gm     GYou will have to feel the grit of the concrete vibrate
Fm                        Gm                           CmBeneath your fingernails they'll find small pieces of stone
                BbYou'll face the sun
                        FCut with the pressure point

FmInside the catacomb
GmThe marbles colder  than ice
CmOur match is damp
Bb           FLit with a separate hand
                  GmI see into your world
                       CmYou make no effort to hide
        BbThe tourniquet
               AbCandles in a salt ring will dance
                   Gm                 EbYou don't have to repent tonight at all
    Eb                  F    Eb           FMy love who’s left to cross inside the passageway
    Eb                  F    Eb           FMy god who’s left to hold inside your precious stare