Boneyard
This is what you get when you go down to the boneyard
Make your body weak to a point where you can't speak!
You can't breath, you can't eat, you can't sleep
I don't even know what to say
I don't even know what to say
I don't even know what to say
Help me!
Can you help me?
Help me!
Uh
Found your way to the devils den, found a new way so I could offend
Breaking all the rules telling me this was all a sin
Face melting in the depths of hell
Where the fuel was lit the fire burns, at the point of no return (Who)
Soul crucified from all the lies
Smoked so much left your brain fried
Take your sorrows and keep em'
My body can't feel anything It's hollow
Do not suggest you follow
Deceased in the boneyard wounds left in his body left for the vultures
Diffrent type of wave for the culture
Explicit content it can get vulgar
Didn't quite fulfill the deed (Deed)
Woke up stirred underneath (Neath)
He could still breath (Breath)
Rang the bell, heard it from the depths of hell
Groundskeeper freakin' leave his body leakin' got me tweakin'
Strange occurred in the boneyard
Aye
I don't even know what to say (Aye)
I don't even know what to say (Aye)
I don't even know what to say
I don't want to know
I don't want to know
I don't really care, life's unfair
To the point you feel like giving up
To the point you feel like pourin' up
Will this life keep going on?
Make your body weak to a point where you can't speak!
You can't breath, you can't eat, you can't sleep
I don't even know what to say
I don't even know what to say
I don't even know what to say
Help me!
Can you help me?
Help me!
Uh
Found your way to the devils den, found a new way so I could offend
Breaking all the rules telling me this was all a sin
Face melting in the depths of hell
Where the fuel was lit the fire burns, at the point of no return (Who)
Soul crucified from all the lies
Smoked so much left your brain fried
Take your sorrows and keep em'
My body can't feel anything It's hollow
Do not suggest you follow
Deceased in the boneyard wounds left in his body left for the vultures
Diffrent type of wave for the culture
Explicit content it can get vulgar
Didn't quite fulfill the deed (Deed)
Woke up stirred underneath (Neath)
He could still breath (Breath)
Rang the bell, heard it from the depths of hell
Groundskeeper freakin' leave his body leakin' got me tweakin'
Strange occurred in the boneyard
Aye
I don't even know what to say (Aye)
I don't even know what to say (Aye)
I don't even know what to say
I don't want to know
I don't want to know
I don't really care, life's unfair
To the point you feel like giving up
To the point you feel like pourin' up
Will this life keep going on?
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Conover
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