Chords for Your Body, My Temple - Will Wood (slowed)

_ _ [B] _ _ I'm [A] only [C#] a man, [C] I'm an extra face in the [B] moon. _
_ _ [Em] _ God damn, no homie, _ [C] dealing in the stainless [B] _
tomb.
[Em] It's all hell breaks loose, that's all hell's always due.
What [C] the hell can I do to [B] have a little more help [Em] me?
God damn, you're on the front of my plane.
[C] _ Cataclysmic [B] anarchy's in catch-22.
_ [G] _ You're fighting [B] _
my temple, [Em] _ baby.
_ [A#] _ _
_ _ [G] _ You're [B] fighting my temple.
[Em] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[B] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ So _ [Em] when the catapults down and the waters run hot,
I'll [C] be your lamp to blow the whole [B] town off.
_ _ [Em] God is a name, but that's exactly what I've been begging [C] after all the meat and hair I've [B] defiled.
_ [Em] Jesus Christ is a humble God, for my own damn sins, if [C] you have those who have [B] themselves. _
_ _ [Em] My superstitions, your vices, my vicious, [C] _ furthering the fever [B] of your fire before me.
[G] I will, your body, [B] _
my temple, [Em] _ baby.
_ [E] _ _
_ _ [G] _ Your body, [B] _
my temple.
[Em] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
[B] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [A#] _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[B] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
[B] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] I'll [Em] be your blessing in disguise, with the mask off my good side.
[C] I'm all stripped down, naked, for you, but still [B] asking you to loosen up my buttons, baby.
[Em] You've got my whole world in your hands.
You've got this little bruised spot, [C] and you really ain't got no idea how much this [B] thing orbits you now, do you, honey?
[Em] Please, relieve me of my dreaming.
I'm kneeling begging, pleading [C] for my savory sweet release [B] someday. _
_ [Em] Oh, I wanna die, I wanna die, I wanna die, I wanna die, I wanna die, I wanna die, I [C] wanna die, I wanna die,
so why can't you taste the name [B] on my fat, [G] loom breast?
Your [B] body, my temple, [E] _ _ _ baby. _
_ _ [G] _ Your [B] body, my [E] temple.
_ _ _ [C] _ _
[B] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
[B] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
[B] _ _ [E] When I suppose to call this [Cm] vacation, _
[B] _ [E] taking sessions and questions just to [C] set the mood,
now I [B] only serve the master of [G] possession,
[B] and I'm lying [E] like a halo, like [F#] a halo, like [E] a halo. _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ Wine in my, _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] fermenting my, _ [A] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] tears, [C] all gonna rise up [B] again. _ _ _
[Em] Soon be my golden calf, like a fresh cut of veal.
[C] After all, we're both dead [B] meat. _
_ _ [Em] My fucking honey, honey, do you need a _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ [B] half?
_ _ _ [G] Your body, [B] _ my temple, _
[Em] baby. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] Your body, _ [B] my temple.
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] Your body, _ _ my temple, [Em] _ _
baby.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G]
Your body, _ my temple.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#] _ _ [Em] _ _ _
Baby. _ _ _ _ _ _ _