Intro
F# D#m C#
[Verse]
F# D#m
I won't make this trip
I'm already dead
C#
You can eat me
If you need to
F# D#m
But I won't taste right
As you chew through
C#
All the good times
That we outgrew
F# D#m
You feel the salt wind
Hit your heavy, wet hair
C#
That the heat wave
Couldn't dry out
F# D#m
Now you're crying
With a stiff mouth
C#
That still tastes like
Your last bite
F# D#m
Of my left leg
That's now sheet white
C#
As the flies come
In the dead of night
F# D#m
You start to venture
Through the ever thick trees
C#
Feet are tired
Eyes are weary
F# D#m
You find a stray fox
In a plane wreck
C#
With a split lip
And a cracked neck
F# D#m
There's a left shoe
At the fox's feet
C#
Must've flown here
F#
'Cross the big sea