UrBones

And ima Break a bone for the key to the throne cuz ima Rolling stone Like my father I've grown A little Sick of all of you for talking a tone So look around at the city all that's left is the bones Oh look how beautiful More pharmaceutical Under my cuticles Cut up as usual Oh look how beautiful Blood lust renewable Take What's Left But give me my Bones I've broken for these Thrones I've chosen all alone Can't take what you don't own Can't fake out all these Dollar bills and pity What a pretty ugly city Like Dollar bills and pity What a pretty ugly city Like Dollar bills and pity What a thrill to be this sickly Like Take What's Left But give me my Bones In the cold All that's left From the blood and the blows Lo and behold At the soul from the ghost In the road Mama I'm a wreck I confess I'm a little stressed Voices in my head they manifested All my deep regrets Talk about what's next But I don't wanna seem less Than grateful But it's painful When the drain full Of the blood and sweat And ima Break a bone for the key to the throne cuz ima Rolling stone Like my father I've grown A little Sick of all of you for talking a tone So look around at the city all that's left is the bones Oh look how beautiful More pharmaceutical Under my cuticles Cut up as usual Oh look how beautiful Blood lust renewable Take What's Left But give me my Bones I've broken for these Thrones I've chosen all alone Can't take what you don't own Can't fake out all these Dollar bills and pity What a pretty ugly city Like Dollar bills and pity What a pretty ugly city Like Dollar bills and pity What a thrill to be this sickly Like Take What's Left But give me my Bones Falling like the beat of a drum How come I'm numb To the sun that I pressed to my lungs Oh what I've done Where I've run In the city of bums I'm feeling better than I've ever felt But you just said that you were Numb and loaded Fitted for my bed side manner Under motivated To go fix my mental All the vodka tonic Couldn't switch my patterns Getting hyperbolic I'm a ghost of a phantom And ima Break a bone for the key to the throne cuz ima Rolling stone Like my father I've grown A little Sick of all of you for talking a tone So look around at the city all that's left is the bones Oh look how beautiful More pharmaceutical Under my cuticles Cut up as usual Oh look how beautiful Blood lust renewable Take What's Left But give me my Bones I've broken for these Thrones I've chosen all alone Can't take what you don't own Can't fake out all these Dollar bills and pity What a pretty ugly city Like Dollar bills and pity What a pretty ugly city Like Dollar bills and pity What a thrill to be this sickly Like Take What's Left But give me my