Phantoms
I Stray
Ooooooo
Find my way
Through
Darkened haze
Aaahhh aaahhhh
Dreary bones
Ooooooo
Take me home
Sleep walking at midnight
Full moon got my bones tight
Limping over to my grandaddies gravestone
What would my death look like?
Silver bullet in my chestbone?
Howling at the moon
The change is coming soon
Lycans, werewolves with the tight skin
Skinny jeans, big teeth for the biting
Uh yeah
It's scary think of me ripping up my flesh, clawing to let the beast, take a breath
I'm a mess
I'm dead inside
Of my head
I don't feel right
And so I
I Stray
Ooooooo
Find my way
Through
Darkened haze
Aaahhh aaahhhh
Dreary bones
Ooooooo
Take me home
I got a lot of trauma that I been holding on to
But I don't want to let it go
Cause it's all a nigga know
And I don't want to feel alone, you know?
I'm but a man made of flesh and bone
Back up in this bitch once again
I don't really feel all that sane
I don't cut niggas slack I ain't no tailor, nigga
But ladies love me cause I'm wavy I'm a sailor, nigga
Back up homie you don't know me
I can't control it
I'm spazzin' on 'em
It's still the same
Cause ain't shit changed but the number on the flight
See I could be your Bane I could fuck up your night
Or I could be Bruce with it
No cap I don't rap I'm just truth spitting
So you gotta cop the drop if the shoes fitting
You ain't lacking
I just did it when you didn't
I Stray
Ooooooo
Find my way
Through
Darkened haze
Aaahhh aaahhhh
Dreary bones
Ooooooo
Take me home
Ooooooo
Find my way
Through
Darkened haze
Aaahhh aaahhhh
Dreary bones
Ooooooo
Take me home
Sleep walking at midnight
Full moon got my bones tight
Limping over to my grandaddies gravestone
What would my death look like?
Silver bullet in my chestbone?
Howling at the moon
The change is coming soon
Lycans, werewolves with the tight skin
Skinny jeans, big teeth for the biting
Uh yeah
It's scary think of me ripping up my flesh, clawing to let the beast, take a breath
I'm a mess
I'm dead inside
Of my head
I don't feel right
And so I
I Stray
Ooooooo
Find my way
Through
Darkened haze
Aaahhh aaahhhh
Dreary bones
Ooooooo
Take me home
I got a lot of trauma that I been holding on to
But I don't want to let it go
Cause it's all a nigga know
And I don't want to feel alone, you know?
I'm but a man made of flesh and bone
Back up in this bitch once again
I don't really feel all that sane
I don't cut niggas slack I ain't no tailor, nigga
But ladies love me cause I'm wavy I'm a sailor, nigga
Back up homie you don't know me
I can't control it
I'm spazzin' on 'em
It's still the same
Cause ain't shit changed but the number on the flight
See I could be your Bane I could fuck up your night
Or I could be Bruce with it
No cap I don't rap I'm just truth spitting
So you gotta cop the drop if the shoes fitting
You ain't lacking
I just did it when you didn't
I Stray
Ooooooo
Find my way
Through
Darkened haze
Aaahhh aaahhhh
Dreary bones
Ooooooo
Take me home
Credits
Writer(s): Brad Pugh
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