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Picture Me Broken Skin Bones

ll never love yourself at all Cause everything you touch will fall to pieces This time it's almost over now Wake up Skin and Bones (wake up) Wake up Skin and Bones

we floating in the same old boat So tell me how Im supposed to feel what the president spoke-never- We he aint never had to struggle aint never been broke

time and all you did was help me Cold as a stone, hollow eyes, empty soul Broken like a bone in a vice, heart like coal Cold as a stone, empty soul Broken like a bone

( you play the pawn), knowledge I born Walk a righteous path, you can never go wrong Yo east new york gon ? skin connectin me? , this kid live next to me

let me show you, Paint you a fuckin picture or two See this muscle, the tendons, see the joints of my bones? The organs under it that are almost fully grown? You see the skin

's dark Convicts think they alone but if they listen close They can hear me groan, touch the wall, feel my pulse All the pictures, you put up is stuck to my skin

now! Cast me to the crimson flames Thou hast the power should I be blind To overthrow my wicked reign And throw me to the pit of time Cast me to the

away Fire moves away, son And why would you say I was the last one? All my bones they are gone, gone, gone Take my bones, I don't need none Cold, cold

fit in Walking in my own skin Now I got scars like the number of stars, my mind's full of vipers I got the dust of the desert in my bones, coming through