A Better Home - We Are The Union

I’ve been sleeping with the TV on

Just loud enough to drown out all my thoughts

'Cause lately I can’t think

Without panic chasing me

Stare at the ceiling

Count pounding heartbeats

Lost in a crowd

Of recycled bones and skin

What do you do now

With your seven skeletons?

I know how it feels to get stuck

Lonely, melancholy, nothing makes you give a fuck

But if our stubborn bones can grow new on their own

Then we can change ourselves, and build a better home

Lost in a crowd

Of recycled bones and skin

What do you do now

With your seven skeletons?

Lost in a crowd

Of recycled bones and skin

What do you now

With your seven skeletons

The darkest clouds

Part overhead

What do you do now

With your seven skeletons?

With your seven skeletons?