Filament - Curtis Heron, Bones

Jump in like fuck is a drop

I be everything you not

Your biggest fear is the one in the mirror

Doesn’t steer you the way you would want

Hands on the wheel let the time just pass

'Till no more sand in the hour glass

Slipped through the middle to fall and confirm

That you still got nothing now what did we learned

Waiting for something that’s never to show

Kept the light on 'till you burnt out the bulb

Wait up or get up and do what you set up

Or complain forever about steps that weren’t taken

I pity you

But I got no time, I get rid of you

Hang 'em out to dry, no interview

No talking, just you and BONES alone in the darkness

Pity you

But I got no time, I get rid of you

Hang 'em out to dry, no interview

No talking, just you and BONES alone in the darkness

What

Sesh

I can never picture going on if you ain’t with me

Empty I would be, I owe the apology

I can never picture going on if you ain’t with me

Empty I would be, I owe the apology