Bones Lyrics

Never did I go below the waste in this room

The floor gave way and revealed a tomb

I had been living on

Tight rope swinging on

Slowly pulling me into my doom

Friends gave chase to me

Lover waits for me

Lost on the same side of the moon

Desperate measures

Choking on weather

The light could be a rope or a noose

Pull me out I wanna go home

The monsters are made of my own skin and bones

Skin and bones

Push me under I wanna be alone

Sever all the little things,

Pressure on the phantom wings

The tunnels keep getting deeper and deeper

Show me what the roots have to say this time

They blur my mind

Set if off again

I can't see

Feeling like the walls speak

Who is this person living on the other side

And how do I make them die?

And I know just how to,

How to make it die

Sever all the little things,

Pressure on the phantom wings

And I know just how to,

How to make it die

Sever all the little things,

Pressure on the phantom wings