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letra de livefromthebucc - bones

[intro]
teamsesh, deadboys

[verse 1]
you don’t gotta dial no 911, i secure the premises, then the sun go down
trunk full of dope, break it down while you down, throw the gun in the river when the people inbound
don’t flaunt ’cause i want it (want it)
they there, but i was on it (on it)
hopped up in the buick regal, smokin’ while i’m rollin’
rollin’ down the window, wait, my mental just caved-in today
i’m sobbin’ in the driver seat, i got to blow they brains away
slackin’ on my everyday, he died and now he heaven’s gates
i wish thеre was a simple way, mayhaps therе is a different way
i ponder while i wander through my castle with a blunt to bake
no longer could i conquer the heinous sh-t that my mind had to say
i see sh-t in a different light, not shrouded in a misty haze
sittin’ atop the mountain all alone while lightnin’ strikin’ hay

[bridge]
“bones, why you feel that way?” (what? what?)
it feels better when i hide away (okay, okay, okay)
“bones, why you feel that way?” (what? what?)
it feels better when i hide away (okay, okay, okay)

[verse 2]
steppin’ back in the action, crowbar, window crackin’, i’m comin’ through the attic (attic)
murder what i’m packin’, put the burner to his back and— pow, make him vanish
neighbors panic, police now en route
i’m too cashed to face the truth (ah)
stick and move, stick and move
all i got’s to— got’s to do

- bones

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