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Walking towards the fire
Bones are tired, oh
Walking towards the fire
My bones are tired, oh
Walking towards the fire
Bones are tired, oh
Walking towards the fire
My bones are tired, oh

Blame it on the time I never spent
Blame it on the goose or the hen
The juice or the gin
Blame it on anything except me
Slippery the slope, let me lace both skis
Blame it on the meeting I was in
Blame it on the time I had to binge
I was focused on the rent
Blame it on anything except me
Playing with the fire, hope it don't catch me

Walking towards the fire
Bones are tired, oh
Walking towards the fire
My bones are tired, oh

How many times do I gotta show signs?
It's no limit 'til they call it masterpiece
How many days I lose sleep before I get a plaque?
Cavity, caveat to the shit I speak
I been laying lowkey, baritone
Sitting at home
On my California king silk sheets
Meeting in my bedroom
But how I make the bread zoom to me, can you tell me?
I guess I was work sharp
Thinking that a label actually would defer cost
I should've known better, when looking at my idols
Reach they peak then retreat 'cause
They saw if they release, how fucked up
When you got talent, you still need luck
And when you got the ends, you still need love
Success don't mean that I ain't your friend
But blame it on my work I ain't pick up
Them dates like the strains, getting mixed up
It was your birthday, sorry I ain't post none
But I had to do my taxes 'fore the folks come
Blame it on the times I went broke for 'em

Walking towards the fire
Bones are tired, oh
Walking towards the fire
My bones are tired, oh