Dm F
she says im boring her camera
F Bb
it takes more to delight than her
Bb Gm
night eyes on icy patrols
Dm F
yours were not so nazi feline
F Bb
mine were as dead as monks and
Bb Gm
our particles are in motion
Dm F
night eyes reducing ashes
F Bb
we like to view unfortunate passions
Bb Gm
still she takes my photo to bed
Dm F
no mere limp verse could incite
F Bb
identity destruction our
Bb Gm
particles are in motion