Lyrics:
I am bewitched by her sounds (yeah)
Looking for someone to bring me back to life
Nothing harder than just take a breath
I can't see anything
lurking think it's fun but never again
Will I Fall victim I ain't the one say I'm locked in
God told me I got this
Tough skin
No longer control by the devil
skin
Oh, God, just let me in
Oh, Cindy, let me in
Oh, Cindy
Oh, Cindy
Cindy
Broken bones and burnt out lungs
Next week
I will cut out my tongue
Sunday
I
Unashamed, Uno Uno Seis, whoa
Tatted on my skin, all up in your face, whoa
If I ain't bout that live, then I ain't really livin'
But if you can't see my light
the raging blood in my veins drip higher and higher cause my bones don't feel alone when your breathe on my skin reassures me I'm safe within, but my red
Crawling home with the headlights on
We scrape the skin from bone and disregard
The city is our guide
The city is our guide
Here is my voice
that nothing grows
Watch it starve 'till it's skin and bones
Plant an empire; watch it blot out the sun
Plant a seed and watch it blossom
The same
shawty, leave him at home
(Leave him at home)
Hey
The champ is here
Long hair, light skin, rollin' up my reefer
All she wanna do is talk about how she
moments just to be free
Swallow the lie just to get by
But I'm sick of this bag of feed
Try to hide but it feels like
You're caught in a landslide
When
tattered
And our bones are shattered
But it doesn't matter
'Cause we're movin' forward
Round 'em up, round 'em up, let's go
Round 'em up, let's go
to the bone
We can play by the rules
Or just leave it alone
It's a shame
It's a shame
It's a shame
That your heart has turned to stone
Now your
tried to climb to grace
I'm singin' it all different now
But the promise is the same
After all I'm human
Just skin and bones and pain
Still praying
chin
Buddy, you are my bones
Buddy, you are my skin
When I'm with you I am home
Buddy, you are my twin
Little Lara, is a name tag weighing you down?
With no sex appeal it's not really fair
But it's just how things are done
So she pinches her wrinkling
Skin in her thumb
And thinks, isn't this just
[Verse 1]
I'm {easy} easy, easy like Sunday morning
I can kick a stupid nervous joint when I'm yawning
Ah, Common's comin' with that old oh excuse
a pig
Carves up his dinner, from your supple skin
Cutless for his plate, sucking marrow from your bones
Drawing back his blade, ignoring screams
the bones and skin
When the dry walls start closin' in
I mosey out to hold the win
Kill switch, yeah, yeah
Kill switch, yeah, yeah
Kill switch
Welcome
steered by others' eyes
Your boat capsized in the oceans I have cried
So who's this I, is it I or is it we as well?
Can the skin keep in not only bone, but
The skin I'm in is not a sin
As a matter of fact it's beautiful
Paint a grim picture of all my folks
But all of that's gon blow up in smoke
How long
a mountain faults then really who's to blame
A cage of bones
Your teeth fall off
Your teeth fall off
I keep my vices in protective cases
Walk by the loneliest
Dinosaur bones in a backyard in Arkansas
Five smooth stones in a river that no one saw
Teenagers kiss on an old covered bridge
And I wonder where my
to sea
The bones of my hands bleed
Bless me with the revival of Sunday
Wash my feet at the gates of Monday
Come build your wooden horn
A hammer will be
on the same day as the sun
Counting every heart beat one by one
Go and get my bones
Bring 'em to the deep south
Oh yeah somewhere they can thaw out
Here
total
I’ll wear your face in my profile photo
Just so you know bro
I’m just the passenger
Idle hands guided by the mask to a massacre
Fucking amateurs
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