My Bare Bones

Living in a sequence
Trying not to see it
Need some bliss in this turbulence
I'm praying on the weekdays
Drowning in the weekends

All the shallow, shallow friends of mine
I got that champagne drippin' from inside my spine
Credit cards to buy my time
You know I never listen

It's not too late, for you
To let it go to my beat
Rhythm makes me complete
Strip me down to my bare bones
Too long
Facing down the concrete
Moving like we're machines
Strip me down to my bare bones

Haven't had a pause yet
Maxing out my mistakes
All my dreams might be made of gold
Dizzy on a sunday
Knocked out on the mondays

All the shallow, shallow friends of mine
I got that champagne drippin' from inside my spine
Credit Cards to buy my time
You know I never listen

It's not too late, for you
To let it go to my beat
Rhythm makes me complete
Strip me down to my bare bones
Too long
Facing down the concrete
Moving like we're machines
Strip me down to my bare bones

Rhythm makes me
To my bare bones
Face the concrete
Just let it go
Rhythm makes me
To my bare bones
To my bare

It's not too late, for you
To let it go to my beat
Rhythm makes me complete
Strip me down to my bare bones
Too long
Facing down the concrete
Moving like we're machines
Strip me down to my bare bones
To my bare bones



Credits
Writer(s): Myra Granberg
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