Skeletal History - 2024 Remaster
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โฑ๏ธ 4:14 duration
๐ ID: 15252972
๐ Lyrics
Oh, artery is not a vein
No history can tell, my skeleton won't tell
Why some, like moths, draw to the surgeon's drill
And bloodshot hits to marrow
The snake's eaten through her clothes
And her charms that won me over
Da Gama breached this lofty reach
Balboa left his bones upon the beach, left there to bleach
A rose breaks in my fingers
Pulling nickels through the stem too much has took its toll
Smoke crawls low along the ceilings
And all is quiet, but I keep listening
They come to kill me
Oh, she just left, you missed her
Go on home, the sex theater is closed
Crack mouth too dry to drink, at least the sand is cold
You wish the sea would drown the freeway
Instead, girls stare in dead-eyed wonder
They can't walk for fallen soldiers
Used by cops and fucked inside abandoned boardinghouses
Go on fast before the beast catches the bastard
Dragging a chain down, down, down
Who'll say it, tell me? No one else is here, c'mon
Nothing to believe is to be blessed, c'mon
"The wolf's lying low," you said
Weathervanes and bones to be
Good or bad, the death of me
Just make it quietly
Oh, who knows my sister?
Can't anyone admit the fact that they infected her?
She said the sun was gonna burn and blister
My blood, godspeed
God love her
Farewell, honey
Yeah
No mourning son'll move her
No hellbent amen or hallelujah
Prayers are for the dead left over
The breached never to reach that sandy beach
Poor baby girl's gone under
To each their own grave, buried in
Underneath abandoned boardinghouses
Sidewalks and streets
Sidewalks and streets
Though my skeleton won't tell
Some could see
Why moths draw to surgeons' drills
And blood shots hit the marrow
No history can tell, my skeleton won't tell
Why some, like moths, draw to the surgeon's drill
And bloodshot hits to marrow
The snake's eaten through her clothes
And her charms that won me over
Da Gama breached this lofty reach
Balboa left his bones upon the beach, left there to bleach
A rose breaks in my fingers
Pulling nickels through the stem too much has took its toll
Smoke crawls low along the ceilings
And all is quiet, but I keep listening
They come to kill me
Oh, she just left, you missed her
Go on home, the sex theater is closed
Crack mouth too dry to drink, at least the sand is cold
You wish the sea would drown the freeway
Instead, girls stare in dead-eyed wonder
They can't walk for fallen soldiers
Used by cops and fucked inside abandoned boardinghouses
Go on fast before the beast catches the bastard
Dragging a chain down, down, down
Who'll say it, tell me? No one else is here, c'mon
Nothing to believe is to be blessed, c'mon
"The wolf's lying low," you said
Weathervanes and bones to be
Good or bad, the death of me
Just make it quietly
Oh, who knows my sister?
Can't anyone admit the fact that they infected her?
She said the sun was gonna burn and blister
My blood, godspeed
God love her
Farewell, honey
Yeah
No mourning son'll move her
No hellbent amen or hallelujah
Prayers are for the dead left over
The breached never to reach that sandy beach
Poor baby girl's gone under
To each their own grave, buried in
Underneath abandoned boardinghouses
Sidewalks and streets
Sidewalks and streets
Though my skeleton won't tell
Some could see
Why moths draw to surgeons' drills
And blood shots hit the marrow
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:03.53] Oh, artery is not a vein
[00:09.74] No history can tell, my skeleton won't tell
[00:15.56] Why some, like moths, draw to the surgeon's drill
[00:20.49] And bloodshot hits to marrow
[00:23.19] The snake's eaten through her clothes
[00:25.90] And her charms that won me over
[00:29.59] Da Gama breached this lofty reach
[00:32.37] Balboa left his bones upon the beach, left there to bleach
[00:37.14] A rose breaks in my fingers
[00:39.99] Pulling nickels through the stem too much has took its toll
[00:44.30] Smoke crawls low along the ceilings
[00:47.64] And all is quiet, but I keep listening
[00:53.60] They come to kill me
[00:54.99]
[01:09.17] Oh, she just left, you missed her
[01:13.69] Go on home, the sex theater is closed
[01:18.47] Crack mouth too dry to drink, at least the sand is cold
[01:22.79] You wish the sea would drown the freeway
[01:27.14] Instead, girls stare in dead-eyed wonder
[01:31.80] They can't walk for fallen soldiers
[01:36.42] Used by cops and fucked inside abandoned boardinghouses
[01:41.39] Go on fast before the beast catches the bastard
[01:45.52] Dragging a chain down, down, down
[01:49.02] Who'll say it, tell me? No one else is here, c'mon
[01:54.71] Nothing to believe is to be blessed, c'mon
[01:58.23] "The wolf's lying low," you said
[02:01.56] Weathervanes and bones to be
[02:04.01] Good or bad, the death of me
[02:06.22] Just make it quietly
[02:08.82] Oh, who knows my sister?
[02:13.06] Can't anyone admit the fact that they infected her?
[02:17.82] She said the sun was gonna burn and blister
[02:21.56] My blood, godspeed
[02:24.61] God love her
[02:27.70] Farewell, honey
[02:30.55] Yeah
[02:33.28] No mourning son'll move her
[02:37.39] No hellbent amen or hallelujah
[02:41.86] Prayers are for the dead left over
[02:46.25] The breached never to reach that sandy beach
[02:50.74] Poor baby girl's gone under
[02:53.95] To each their own grave, buried in
[02:57.54] Underneath abandoned boardinghouses
[03:02.39] Sidewalks and streets
[03:04.74] Sidewalks and streets
[03:07.22] Though my skeleton won't tell
[03:09.57] Some could see
[03:11.23] Why moths draw to surgeons' drills
[03:14.22] And blood shots hit the marrow
[03:17.24]
[00:09.74] No history can tell, my skeleton won't tell
[00:15.56] Why some, like moths, draw to the surgeon's drill
[00:20.49] And bloodshot hits to marrow
[00:23.19] The snake's eaten through her clothes
[00:25.90] And her charms that won me over
[00:29.59] Da Gama breached this lofty reach
[00:32.37] Balboa left his bones upon the beach, left there to bleach
[00:37.14] A rose breaks in my fingers
[00:39.99] Pulling nickels through the stem too much has took its toll
[00:44.30] Smoke crawls low along the ceilings
[00:47.64] And all is quiet, but I keep listening
[00:53.60] They come to kill me
[00:54.99]
[01:09.17] Oh, she just left, you missed her
[01:13.69] Go on home, the sex theater is closed
[01:18.47] Crack mouth too dry to drink, at least the sand is cold
[01:22.79] You wish the sea would drown the freeway
[01:27.14] Instead, girls stare in dead-eyed wonder
[01:31.80] They can't walk for fallen soldiers
[01:36.42] Used by cops and fucked inside abandoned boardinghouses
[01:41.39] Go on fast before the beast catches the bastard
[01:45.52] Dragging a chain down, down, down
[01:49.02] Who'll say it, tell me? No one else is here, c'mon
[01:54.71] Nothing to believe is to be blessed, c'mon
[01:58.23] "The wolf's lying low," you said
[02:01.56] Weathervanes and bones to be
[02:04.01] Good or bad, the death of me
[02:06.22] Just make it quietly
[02:08.82] Oh, who knows my sister?
[02:13.06] Can't anyone admit the fact that they infected her?
[02:17.82] She said the sun was gonna burn and blister
[02:21.56] My blood, godspeed
[02:24.61] God love her
[02:27.70] Farewell, honey
[02:30.55] Yeah
[02:33.28] No mourning son'll move her
[02:37.39] No hellbent amen or hallelujah
[02:41.86] Prayers are for the dead left over
[02:46.25] The breached never to reach that sandy beach
[02:50.74] Poor baby girl's gone under
[02:53.95] To each their own grave, buried in
[02:57.54] Underneath abandoned boardinghouses
[03:02.39] Sidewalks and streets
[03:04.74] Sidewalks and streets
[03:07.22] Though my skeleton won't tell
[03:09.57] Some could see
[03:11.23] Why moths draw to surgeons' drills
[03:14.22] And blood shots hit the marrow
[03:17.24]