Circa Survive - Through the desert alone

^AmSadly, I walk around this place on ^Fthe shells of eggs ^GMy shoulders are cold ^AmI put it off for so long, I put it off And now I've got ^Fto live with what I made ^GForever

^CWhat was stolen from us ^DNow is forever lost ^AmJust because we'll ^Gnever pay the ^Fransom ^CWhat was taken from me ^DI will never regain ^Amjust because We'll ^Gnever pay the ^Fransom ^Am

^AmI'll become like the desert wind ^AmAnd I'll drink all the gin ^FShriveled up under desert lights ^GEaten up in the night ^AmI can't keep ^Ethis up ^Dmmuch longer ^Fwithout Needing more from ^Amyou I need more