Skin & Bones

I spent seven long years on the edge of my seat

With a 44 magnum bringing the heat

No alibi inside; a loner

Take your shots at me

I won't be dancing again

Cos I can recognise my own

(Recognise my own)

And there's nothing here but skin and bones

Skin & Bones

Wake up, wake up

Waiting for devotion

Wake up, wake up

Waiting for the shadows to climb the walls

There's nothing left here but skin & bones

Wake up, wake up

Waiting for devotion

Wake up wake up

Waiting for the gallows to catch your fall

You'd call the shots

I'd imitate

Fall in line like a ricochet

But a guilty conscience won't recover

Biting bullets; taking shots to the teeth

So keep your opinion of me

Keep licking shots of lead you won't poison me

In your venom is the remedy

My heart will never bleed

I can recognise my own

Recognise my own

And there's nothing here but skin and bones

Telling you to wake up

To a finger pointing you in every direction

A pasteurised mentality to shadow your reflection

A trait they never fail to mention

Your personality's in question

If you don't give into temptation

Better duck

Stand up

In the face of oppression

They'll try to break you down to build you to their own evolution

You're just diluting yourself

To be accepted, corrected and misdirected 'til you're just another product on their shelf

One of them, nothing more than just skin and bones

Wake up, wake up

Waiting for devotion

Wake up, wake up

Waiting for the shadows to climb the walls

There's nothing left here but skin & bones

Wake up, wake up

Waiting for devotion

Wake up, wake up

Waiting for the gallows to catch your fall

There's nothing left here but skin &

There's nothing left here but skin & bones

But skin & bones