Black Bones
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Under my grave is a light,
erase my name and my fight.
When paper takes flight
the world isn't spinning
Oh endurance,
why do you grow
even when the breeze dies down
you were laid down so low.
We've been sleeping in left over beds
where we hang our heads
that were left out for dead
it's not the first time that leaders were led
like birds and atom bombs.
Ooh black bones.
Hey lonesome god is there foul play,
what shelter we seek
in this penniless world
we lose our way in.
We've been sleeping in left over beds
where we hang our heads
that were left out for dead
it's not the first time that leaders were led
like birds and atom bombs.
Fine, we are fine we are fine we are finally fine
we are flying like birds and atom bombs.
Ohh black bones
Ohh black bones
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