[Verse 1: Dylan Ross]
Sometimes I feel like all I really do is whine
I wait and wait just waiting for the time I wait the last time
The last time
I looked into the mirror then I made my decisions
As it was written
I walked into the hallway and I knew I was finished
Now I can finally catch some Z's with you
[Verse 2: BONES]
Got a job, now I'm makin' some money
It's not a lot but I think that it's funny that
Somehow life was better when we were broke
[Verse 3: BONES]
From the place where they die just for fun
Huffing two stroke rags, smoking K2 blunts
Young dumb fuck, came from sticks and lifted trucks
Wish that I could go home, but the house too fucked
Everything changed day I stepped up on the plains
See the tree up in the back and now I'm even feeling the shade
Smoke escape the room when the window's lifted up
Where the kids go missing and the parents never look
Chained to the drugs and they never get enough
Now I'm looking all around like this ain't how I grew up
I see the world in front of me as someone I don't trust
So, no, do not waste no air on me, no, I'm not in a rut
But I love to see you rust like the robot you've become
Never running for yourself, no, you only running from
Treat you how I want, come the day you say you want it
BONES look you in the eyes and separate you from your loved ones
I've been patient, quietly waiting for my time to rule for days
I got some much anger, I just don't know where it came from
Sky turns black, clouds appear and then the rain come
Simple sight for symbolizing death when the team come
Sometimes I feel like all I really do is whine
I wait and wait just waiting for the time I wait the last time
The last time
I looked into the mirror then I made my decisions
As it was written
I walked into the hallway and I knew I was finished
Now I can finally catch some Z's with you
[Verse 2: BONES]
Got a job, now I'm makin' some money
It's not a lot but I think that it's funny that
Somehow life was better when we were broke
[Verse 3: BONES]
From the place where they die just for fun
Huffing two stroke rags, smoking K2 blunts
Young dumb fuck, came from sticks and lifted trucks
Wish that I could go home, but the house too fucked
Everything changed day I stepped up on the plains
See the tree up in the back and now I'm even feeling the shade
Smoke escape the room when the window's lifted up
Where the kids go missing and the parents never look
Chained to the drugs and they never get enough
Now I'm looking all around like this ain't how I grew up
I see the world in front of me as someone I don't trust
So, no, do not waste no air on me, no, I'm not in a rut
But I love to see you rust like the robot you've become
Never running for yourself, no, you only running from
Treat you how I want, come the day you say you want it
BONES look you in the eyes and separate you from your loved ones
I've been patient, quietly waiting for my time to rule for days
I got some much anger, I just don't know where it came from
Sky turns black, clouds appear and then the rain come
Simple sight for symbolizing death when the team come
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
Users of Guests are not allowed to comment this publication.
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!