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Bones

 

Bones

(album: Million Dollar Mug Shot - 2017)


If I could be somebody else
Lie for me, I can't tell who it would be, I can't think of who it would be
If all I ever wanted was to be myself
Lately they say that's what's killing me
Say goodbye and when I'm gone and make a home made drum and beat it with my bones
Say goodbye and when I'm gone and make a home made drum and beat it with my bones

I've wined and dined with kings and queens
Sat in cold alleys eating pork and beans
I've reached for the stars, yeah I've chased that dream
Ran with the scar, with the scabs and schemes
What can I say one with an adventure, rough spirit
Since I can remember had a needle hiding behind my sternum
I'd take it in the bathroom beside me
Old folks looking thinking is he stupid? He might be

That boy he marching to the beat of a different tuba
I do believe that may be true but every time I do
Ima do it while y'all sit talking that manure

If I could be somebody else
Lie for me, I can't tell who it would be, I can't think of who it would be
If all I ever wanted was to be myself
Lately they say that's what's killing me
Say goodbye and when I'm gone and make a home made drum and beat it with my bones
Say goodbye and when I'm gone and make a home made drum and beat it with my bones

No good, drop low, go get em' tiger, that a boy
Necessary, I'm a fighter till I'm in the cemetery
Written and forgotten, go for broke and still get dope
Still standing arms crossed, you know the pose
Cameras zooming in till it stops at my nose... snot

Gonna change, I'm a dirty little booger, I'm in the liquor and filthy looker
I'm gonna nook em' in a crowd full of cougars with nostrils like hoovers
All fucked up like the last all at the club by the mall at the last call
Assholes and opinions

If I could be somebody else
Lie for me, I can't tell who it would be, I can't think of who it would be
If all I ever wanted was to be myself
Lately they say that's what's killing me
Say goodbye and when I'm gone and make a home made drum and beat it with my bones
Say goodbye and when I'm gone and make a home made drum and beat it with my bones

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