Bones

Why must I
fear my bones
in the light?
Whose god knows.

They are all mine are all mine are all mine are all mine,
they're mine to keep.
They are all mine are all mine are all mine are all mine,
why must I trust you as I sleep?

Come a little closer
to my soul, Sir.
Get all over me
but you'll only be where I need you to be.
We're in my head,
my own twisted party.
What were you expecting?

...

You don't need to see
everything I saw
in that mirrored room
with the mirrored floor.

It doesn't matter anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore,
It's gone to bed now.
This must be why I'm here for, here for, here for, here for?

Come a little closer
to my soul, Sir.
Get all over me
but you'll only be where I need you to be.
We're in my head,
my own twisted party.
What were you expecting?

Come a little closer
to my soul, Sir.
Get all over me.
But you'll only be where I need you to be.
This is my head.
My own twisted party.
Now see -
what were you expecting?

What were you expecting?



Credits
Writer(s): Emma Elizabeth Curry
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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