Табулатура в формате Guitar Pro , содержащая следующие дорожки:

Main Sample Loop
Lead 8 (bass + lead]

Sample 2
Pad 3 (polysynth]

Strings
String Ensemble 2

Piano
Bright Acoustic Piano

Chester
Alto Sax

Backing Vocal
Soprano Sax

Phoenix
Acoustic Bass

Rob
Drums

Brad
Overdriven Guitar

Mike
Overdriven Guitar

Extra Guitar
Overdriven Guitar
Текст
In this de-sert, In dark-ness, Lying with the gun a-cross his chest. Pre-ten-ding, He's heart-less, As the fi-re flash-es in the sky. He was fra-gile, And fro-zen, When the bul-let took a-way his friend. And now he's some-how, More bro-ken. He's pu-lling his wea-pon to his side, Loa-ding it full of his good-byes, Hol-ding an en-e-my a-cross the line. He's pu-lling his wea-pon to his side, Loa-ding it full of his good-byes, Hol-ding an en-e-my a-cross the line. Swea-ting, And sha-king, Ly-ing with her hands a-cross her chest. She wakes with, Her cra-vings, As the fi-re flas-hes in her eye. She was fra-gile, And fro-zen, When the nee-dle took a-way her friend, But now she's some-how, More bro-ken. She's pu-lling his wea-pon to his side, Loa-ding it full of his good-byes, Hol-ding an en-e-my a-cross the line. She's pu-lling his wea-pon to his side, Loa-ding it full of his good-byes, Hol-ding an en-e-my a-cross the line. With every ba-ttle he's cho-sing, With ev-ery fight he's lo-sing, His en-e-my's not far behind. With every pro-mise she's bro-ken, With ev-ery lie she's spo-ken, Her en-e-my's not far behind. It's your time. It's your time. It's your time. It's your TIME! He's pu-lling his wea-pon to his side, Loa-ding it full of his good-byes, Hol-ding an en-e-my a-cross the line.. She's pu-lling his wea-pon to his side, Loa-ding it full of his good-byes, Hol-ding an en-e-my a-cross the line. With every ba-ttle he's cho-sing, With ev-ery fight he's lo-sing, His en-e-my's not far behind. With every pro-mise she's bro-ken, With ev-ery lie she's spo-ken, Her en-e-my's not far behind.