Bones
My bones, my bones inside me build me up
It's hard to know what my bones are made up of
My skin never really meant much to me
Think it might look better on a different somebody
Yeah, but it's strange to know my body's not mine forever
Someday it will be dirt
Yeah, someday we will be severed
Your bones, your bones are not yours
They wrinkle with your skin and every drop of rain that pours
How often we forget this world turns with or without us
How often we forget this world turns with or without us
The valiant efforts we make to be remembered
Or to change our world, yeah, we want to be someone
They don't mean anything
We will never be anyone
They don't mean anything
We will never be anyone
Some days, we're sad, but we laugh it off
And you tell your friends you are fine
And pretend it can make you feel happy
Maybe it can, but it never worked for me
Ah
My bones, my bones are falling out
I don't think I will miss them much
They're just more matter on the street
Pouring from my mouth and feet
My bones ache, I tell them quiet
Lie to my friends, hope they buy it
My bones, my bones are a crutch
This world broke my legs and I can't stand up
My bones, my bones inside me build me up
It's hard to know what my bones are made up of
It's hard to know what my bones are made up of
My skin never really meant much to me
Think it might look better on a different somebody
Yeah, but it's strange to know my body's not mine forever
Someday it will be dirt
Yeah, someday we will be severed
Your bones, your bones are not yours
They wrinkle with your skin and every drop of rain that pours
How often we forget this world turns with or without us
How often we forget this world turns with or without us
The valiant efforts we make to be remembered
Or to change our world, yeah, we want to be someone
They don't mean anything
We will never be anyone
They don't mean anything
We will never be anyone
Some days, we're sad, but we laugh it off
And you tell your friends you are fine
And pretend it can make you feel happy
Maybe it can, but it never worked for me
Ah
My bones, my bones are falling out
I don't think I will miss them much
They're just more matter on the street
Pouring from my mouth and feet
My bones ache, I tell them quiet
Lie to my friends, hope they buy it
My bones, my bones are a crutch
This world broke my legs and I can't stand up
My bones, my bones inside me build me up
It's hard to know what my bones are made up of
Credits
Writer(s): Maggie Del Re
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