Intercontinental Music Lab
Ordinary Bones
I'm the side-show of the world, even the Aztecs would laughIf they'd been cursed by chance to see meWith all the words in the world, men would struggle to describe meBut it doesn't stop them from tryingAnd they keep tryingHowever sweet you singThere's a hole in everythingThese are ordinary bonesYou can't give them awayYou can't give them awayDown the old Gothic Hall, even empathy was baldAnd no one even thinks that I'm humanI don't know where to turn, and everybody yearnsFor a sight or a strand of this long-haired, long-held griefNow you're dancing with the freakNo good will come of thisIf I could dance my heart to sleepI'd be slipping awayI'd be slipping awayThe rule of this bloodIt is cruel and without luckLetras de cancionesI am the end of the lineEven the child that we madeIn the darkness of that cageKnew enough to head for the sunNow my whole life's turned to waxUnder finger-printed glassBut these are ordinary bonesThey keep giving awayThey keep giving away
From Letras Mania