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