Lyrics:
see who cut who
Old skin
Won't shed
Helpless as the rotting spreads
Our past
Unknown
Try to hide the broken bones
Our past
Disowned
You know I don't
by it
I'd like to be my old self again but I'm still tryin' to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail back
feet on the land
I'll kiss your lips and take you in
But you know I'm not here to stay
It's just too far
Darling can't you hear me cry
My bones
helpless
The vultures are waiting to peal the skin from bone
Come for the debts you owe
Left for dead
We're damned by choice
The demons I hear speak
That can only be broken by the rock
And they don't even know you
The pictures they show you
Swallow you whole
And the scraps that they throw you
Do you
the days go by
She runs out of places to hide
Erases all the damages with soap
They have nowhere else left to go
Descendants of a broken home 
Unheard,
chicks
Want my suits tailored by Gucci
First-class to Shibuya for the sushi
Give me my checks and give me my plaques
Want breakdowns and I want my
to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, said I'm in love with a stripper, yo
Ten grand, let me see you shake it like you got no
bones in your body and you was
to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, said I'm in love with a stripper, yo
Ten grand, let me see you shake it like you got no
bones in your body and you was made
to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, said I'm in love with a stripper, yo
Ten grand, let me see you shake it like you got no
bones in your body and you was
tell me why, why can't I sing by your side
Cos when I met up with Rosenberg, and Neil took our picture
I said I wish you would make me your side bitch,
does it feel?
Broken boy
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
Tell me why I'm forced to live in this skin
Tell me why I'm forced to live in this
it's real in the zone
Walk around with the enemy skin like it's me own
You not want make me cut your heart out
Once I insert the blade you let the fart
my pain
My story in the rain
You laughed in my face
Then you reached for my wallet
Now you got a broken nose
When I was throwing you a bone
Now you
my cement.
Bury your discontent.
You can't transcend above me; that's facts
'cause you’re below.
A picture of my hands: I got blood and dough.
That’s
it takes to make it known
Keep me high to leave me low
Broken knuckles and broken bones
Peel it back skin from bone
Make it bleed but take it slow
Keep
On the real I think you got me under mind control
Paint a little picture I can see inside my mind
It's just me inside my room and you're still right there by my
It won't hurt no more
I already broke all my bones
Don't watch yo tone
I already broke all my bones
Broken bones my broken bones
Now come at me with
to see my silhouette acquire a permanent kink in a posture
The metenance of icicle spirit by the warmth of true endearment
Was, is, and forever will be
Hook
Uh Judge me by my color of blood not my
Skin or race we seen what that reality does
Judge me by my color of blood we all
People we all equal
should have known
Oh
It won't heal and mend like a broken bone
It won't heal and mend like a broken bone
It won't heal and mend like a broken bone
Another
the same, keep a bag to keep me sane
Picture by picture, I envision my life in a different frame
Fuck up out my lane, you a fucking lame, I just chase
the same as mine
I would do anything
I would give everything
I will work to the bone
To rebuild a broken home,
Piece by piece, brick by brick
Stone by
the same as mine
I would do anything
I would give everything
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I will work to the bone
To rebuild a broken home,
Piece by piece,
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