• Song:

    Howl

  • Artist:

    Florence And The Machine

  • Album:

    Between Two Lungs

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(CAPO 5) 


Am                      G    
If you could only see the beast you've made of me

F
I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free

Am                     G
Screaming in the dark, I howl when we're apart

F
Drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart



G                        
My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in

F
You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to howl

G
My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in

F
You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to



Am  G  F
Howl, howl

Am  G   F
Howl, howl



Am                            G
Now there's no holding back, I'm making to attack

F
My blood is singing with your voice, I want to pour it out

Am                            G
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound

F                                                        
I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallow'ed ground



G                                          Am
Like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins

F                                           E
I want to find you, tear out all of your tenderness



Am   G     F
And howl, howl

Am   G   F
Howl, howl
 


Am            G                 F
Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers

Am           G                  F
Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters

Am         G          F
Hunters, hunters, hunters

Am          G         F
Hunters, hunters, hunters



Am                    G         
The fabric of your flesh, pure as a wedding dress

F
Until I wrap myself inside your arms I cannot rest

Am                           G  
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound

F                                                        Am   G    F
I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallow'ed ground

Am  G  F
And howl



Am            G                 F
Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers

Am           G                  F
Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters

Am            G            F   
A man who's pure of heart and says his prayers by night 

Am            G             F
May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright



Am                     G 
If you could only see the beast you've made of me

F
I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free

Am                           G
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound

F                            G                          Am
I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallow'ed ground
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