TheArtOfCremation - BONES

Sitting in the motherfucking dark, just smoking

I don’t want to hear no talking, ey

I watch, even when they think I’m not

Wide awake, I hear you walking, ey

Sleepwalk if the dope don’t come

Never really gave a fuck if you don’t like

The way we do it from the movies to the music

I smile and I know that it’s alright

Fuck is the word, touch me and burn

Don’t make me embarrass you

Was eager to learn, fuck waiting our turn

There is just no comparing us

Do it right every time

Without even fucking trying

It never gets fucking tiring

I change up the way they write

I’ve seen it once, I’ve seen it twice

I’ve seen it too many times

«We hope SESH blow up»

It do, now they look oh so surprised

«Now it’s different», quit the bitching

I don’t want your ass to listen

Pour a trendy four and drink it

'Till your heart no longer ticking

Tired of the motherfucking hold-up

I touch the world and it froze up

Promise I never care, promise I never will

Give a fuck 'bout if they know us

That never meant a thing

Fuck if you’re listening

We come and save the day

SESH and it never change

Need to go a little harder, boy, and I am your best reason

Bitch, I’m cremated, creeping, every season is SESH season

I’ve been in it for fourteen winters

You were beginning just last weekend

I don’t force it still they weakened

Now our words are what they’re speaking

Shit a little different, I admit it

'Cause now I can buy some fucking dinner

Pussies bitching like its tradition

Bitch, I’d rather you don’t listen

I’ll be honest that’s a promise, I ain’t no one to look up to

Rather you look down on me

Frown upon me and tell me that I’m not what you thought that I was

No, I don’t need no «Yo Bones you killing it»

Fuck up and listen that’s not why I’m doing it

It’s not a choice, I am the noise

Static bring havoc, I live in the void

We are just something you cannot explain

Radiate rays that you cannot ignore

I don’t go quiet, I’m slamming the door

El say to get it, I handle the chore

Never fit in I stuck out like a sore thumb

And I’m numb everywhere that we are

My blunt go out and the people they run

Cashed, and I’m apt to attack when it’s done

Look in my eyes, I take you to the sun

Drop you off, burn you, then take you back home

You could be right, still, I’ll never be wrong

You could be you, but you’ll never be, never be

Bones, Bones

Bitch, hell nah

Bones, Bones

Bitch, hell nah

You could be you, but you’ll never be, never be

You could be you, but you’ll never be, never be