Old Bones

Sometimes,
A man must walk away.
After everything I've seen,
It's not the time it's not the place.
Meet me in the yard
I'll punch this fucker in his face.
We're only gonna die.
We got no time to waste.

These old bones
Are pushing forty,
Ya they've been good to me.
These old bones
Are pushing through
Pushing through to you.

What would they say?
What would they do?
If we took this away,
And kept it just for me and you.

These old bones
Are pushing forty,
Ya they've been good to me.
These old bones
Are pushing through
Pushing through to you.



Credits
Writer(s): Jace Dylan Matlock, Nicholas Matthew Swaok, Ryan Donald Pegg
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