I spent seven long years on the edge of my seat With a 44 magnum bringing the heat No alibi inside; a loner Take your shots at me I won't be dancing again Cos I can recognise my own (Recognise my own) And there's nothing here but skin and bones Skin & Bones Wake up, wake up Waiting for devotion Wake up, wake up Waiting for the shadows to climb the walls There's nothing left here but skin & bones Wake up, wake up Waiting for devotion Wake up wake up Waiting for the gallows to catch your fall You'd call the shots I'd imitate Fall in line like a ricochet But a guilty conscience won't recover Biting bullets; taking shots to the teeth So keep your opinion of me Keep licking shots of lead you won't poison me In your venom is the remedy My heart will never bleed I can recognise my own Recognise my own And there's nothing here but skin and bones Telling you to wake up To a finger pointing you in every direction A pasteurised mentality to shadow your reflection A trait they never fail to mention Your personality's in question If you don't give into temptation Better duck Stand up In the face of oppression They'll try to break you down to build you to their own evolution You're just diluting yourself To be accepted, corrected and misdirected ‘til you're just another product on their shelf One of them, nothing more than just skin and bones Wake up, wake up Waiting for devotion Wake up, wake up
Waiting for the shadows to climb the walls There's nothing left here but skin & bones Wake up, wake up Waiting for devotion Wake up, wake up Waiting for the gallows to catch your fall There's nothing left here but skin & There's nothing left here but skin & bones But skin & bonesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
