Текст песни Bones

Bones, lying in a trunk at the foot of my bed

They're always open to show me that they're still dead

And everyday it's harder still

I am footed and unfilled

Pain, I'm good with the ways there are to erase

And I'm pancaked on the floor, you can't see my face

Cuz it's buried like the moon

Sober morning's come too soon

Bruise, it's coming to the surface, like the vesselDeyarmond Edison - Bones - http://ru.motolyrics.com/deyarmond-edison/bones-lyrics.html

It's been hidden for so long, you are the trestle

That's there to hoist me up

Now this world without you is fucked

Skin, and it's warm enough to hold you and keep you breathing

But it locks me out and makes me lose my needing

And how long to be alone

How will I carry these bones

And I'm so far from not caring