Skin and Bones
It's the skin and bones that keep me on the road
The shoulder blades of a beast that haunts my soul
wandering lonely and scared
It's quick to drag you in but hard to shake
It gives but doesn't match how much it takes
Growing stronger and loud
I lived it but now i'm wanting out
I built the fence, I hung the sign
Wine-red letters saying 'keep in mind where i've been so don't come in'
But how long can you live in shame
and drop a lifelong curse on your own last name?
The trouble is I'm used to it
It's the questions that keep me turning back
to see those rumors turn to fact
Wandering lonely and scared
I built the fence, I hung the sign
Blood-red letters saying 'keep in mind where we've been so don't come in'
But how long can we live in shame,
and drop a lifelong curse on our own last name?
The trouble is we're used to it
It's the tin and boards that keep me going home
But it's who i am that won't let me alone
Growing stronger and loud
Growing stronger and loud