Mark Lanegan Band - Dry iced

^GmI’m sorry Will these dirty ^Cstreets ab^Bbsolve their ^Gmanimal Through the floor in de^Cfeat, the ^Bbsun and st^Gmars should fall ^BbWalking, aimlessly ^Cwalking, walking a^Gmround I hear the shadows ^Bbtalking Blue ‘cause they’re ^Ctalking, talking me ^Gmdown

^GmSpeeding in a long black ^Ccar from ^Bbhere to Bab^Gmylon Heart black like ^Ctar and ^Bball my ^Gmveins are full ^BbDreaming, ceaselessly ^Cdreaming and not as^Gmleep ^BbScreaming, I hear somebody ^Cscreaming And I’m down too ^Gmdeep

^GmCrying on a midnight ^Cwire all ^Bbdry ic^Gmicle stoned I set the fields on ^Cfire and ^Bbstill my ^Gmhands are cold ^BbEcho, in the chamber an ^Cecho echoing ^Gmon In ^Bbdanger, the alien ^Cstranger to eternity’s ^Gmgone

^GmI’m sorry Will these dirty ^Cstreets ab^Bbsolve their ^Gmanimal To the dirty de^Cfeat, the ^Bbsun and st^Gmars should fall ^BbWalking, aimlessly ^Cwalking, walking a^Gmround ^BbTalking, blue shadows ^Ctalking, talking me ^Gmdown

^GmI’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry