I... I... I... I...
I... believe them
bones are me
Some say weâre born
into the grave
I feel so alone
gonâ end up a
big olâ pile oâ them bones
I... I... I...
Dust rise right on
over my time
Empty fossil of the
new scene
I feel so alone
gonâ end up a
big olâ pile oâ them bones
Toll due bad
dreams come true
I... lie dead gone
under red sky
I feel so alone
gonâ end up a
big olâ pile oâ them
I feel so alone
gonâ end up a
big olâ pile oâ them
I feel so alone
gonâ end up a
big olâ pile oâ them bones