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