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Skin and Bones
by September Mourning
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I'm breaking up
I've been beaten down, run around
Know that I've had enough of the spotlight oh
You're just a ghost
Been on a killing spree, haunting me, eternally
You're not my judge - my jury
You can't walk right through me anymore
My skin and bones, my skin and bones
Are not what I am it's all you've known
My skin and bones, my skin and bones
Stuck in between two prisons, where do I call home?
It's all you know, deep down below
So tell me where do I call home?
My skin and bones, my skin and bones
Where do I call home?
I think you know
If you're going down,
Stealing crowns,
Bound to be overthrown
You'll reap what you sow
I'm on a bull ride, thrown off by your lies
Black tides swallow me alive
Your colors show I'm in control
The raptured truth is drowned in yesterday
And every ounce of hate has slowly drained away
My skin and bones, my skin and bones
Stuck in between two prisons
Where do I call home?
It's all you know my skin and bones
So tell me where do I call home?
It's all you know deep down below
I'm breaking up
I've been beaten down, run around
Know that I've had enough of the spotlight oh
You're just a ghost
Been on a killing spree, haunting me, eternally
You're not my judge - my jury
You can't walk right through me anymore
My skin and bones, my skin and bones
Are not what I am it's all you've known
My skin and bones, my skin and bones
Stuck in between two prisons, where do I call home?
It's all you know, deep down below
So tell me where do I call home?
My skin and bones, my skin and bones
Where do I call home?
I think you know
If you're going down,
Stealing crowns,
Bound to be overthrown
You'll reap what you sow
I'm on a bull ride, thrown off by your lies
Black tides swallow me alive
Your colors show I'm in control
The raptured truth is drowned in yesterday
And every ounce of hate has slowly drained away
My skin and bones, my skin and bones
Stuck in between two prisons
Where do I call home?
It's all you know my skin and bones
So tell me where do I call home?
It's all you know deep down below
