Lyrics:
The Walking Skeletons Still Cling To Life
Blame It On The Gods
The People's Hero Killed By Crime Of Passion
It's Then Reported That He Lived A Lie
His
the dark
Glowing eyes like fiery spark
Skeletons with ghastly grins
Searching for where treasure begins
[Bridge]
Eternal quest for gold remains
Haunted by
Somewhere back there where my skeleton sits
It dreams of songs we wrote for the road
Our tucked up sleeves and foreign affairs
And the blushing
Money, hoes, cars and clothes, that's how all my niggas know
Blowin dro on 24's
That's how all my niggas roll
Money, hoes, cars and clothes,
Hey! Give me a listen you corpses of cheer
At least those of you who still got an ear
I'll tell you a story that'll make a skeleton cry
Of our own
faith and drinking the dirt all by myself...
Floating,
My skeleton is white
Witnessing the old blood fading on the ground.
Digital,
Face to face
Perched upon ancient mountain ridge
Lonesome castle, illumined by the moon's rays
A great skull balanced atop a withering skeleton
Destitute its
the flowers
Trees dying by the horizon
And skeletons like ghosts
The cold crosses me
Like ice spears
While I sigh
My last goodbye
Oh, terrible wind
Take me
Grief and emptiness
No mercy to cursed by delusion
Hatred souls of devoured
Return to fire
Return to death
The smell of sulfur
Will clean my rotting
Framed by the dawn
And riding a dead horse
The tunnel at the end of the light
Igniting my gaze with irradiant fire
Dismantled my dreams in a skeleton pile
Caught by the slipstream past steamship island
Dangerously close to the skeleton coast
Held in a cloudburst, echoing the rain
Chiming percussion,
[Prevail]
I scuffle its been a hustle a murder like Fargo
Walk the world over with eight of their cargo
Compose in 24 channels circuit panels
a fuck nah that's why I fly
Just tryna get by in this dull life
Pressure rises
Higher than its ever been
But I hold my weight
You're just a skeleton
I be
Another murdered biosphere
Consumed by industry
Cry of the seabirds, vanished with time
Waves no longer crash the shoreline
The sea is now content
by candle light
And fire in their eyes
Couldrons bubble over-filled
Grinning Jack-O-Lanterns
On this night of nights
Leather bat wings
Slicing through
Infest this like adrenalin
Bleeding hypnotized by
The spider webs
Welcome to the valley of the Shadows of death Where Skeletons are mineral Resources
I get shivers down my spine
Every time you walk by
Just tell me why
We're skeletons in a cemetery
And every single February
You won't be mine
I make a movie
Like Tarantino
To get them dollars
What ya what you see
They got hella hoes
And centerfolds
And red impalas
Look like super freaks
24
to bury skeletons in concrete
Did you know statues are only made to be looked at
Wars are always fought by children, you can't lie to children
It is
(There?ll Be Bluebirds Over) The White Cliffs Of Dover
Glenn Miller
Written by Nat Burton and Walter Kent.
As recorded by the Glenn Miller
Oh, one thing I miss
Is cold Ethyl and her skeleton kiss
We met last night
Making love by the refrigerator light
Ethyl, Ethyl
Let me squeeze
the Skeleton
Hide it in the dark
Ghost of a memory
Whisper in your heart
Haunted by
A secret from the past
Forgotten deed
Robs you of your sleep
right there
Wherever you go, it's gonna be right by you
Wherever you go, it's gonna be right there
Skeleton, give me some
Skeleton, give me some
Wherever
All we wanna do is survive but
These days we barely feel alive
Who are we Now? and what have we become?
Strangers passing by
Where are we now?
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