ChokeHold - BONES

Looking like the Bogeyman, all black hoodie man

Looking in the motherfucking darkness

Always wanna get it man, man

Matter a fact, it’s far from it

Straight up at the morgue, pale white corpse

Your bitch look to me like phonics

High to the be where it’s darkened

Sunlight, I wish I could stop it

Drive down to the earth like a comet

We accelerate rock like onyx

Life is a lie, to be honest

There’s a reason I tend to be violent

I been, coping with the fact I’m here

Everyday is a new nightmare

Life is a bitch, she don’t fight fair

Sometimes I despise the concept of air

Please, put me in a choke hold

I don’t wish to be a here, no

Please, put me in a choke hold

I wanna call and let you come home