Lyrics No Time for Old Bones - Gnarwolves

No Time for Old Bones

For my ailing bones
Pack your bags and leave for another home
See, every day spent lying is fuel for my scapegoat
And we need to let go
My memory’s a bitch
Can’t remember the last thing I did
It goes on and on and on
Tie the noose
I’ve got my neck tied tight on a 6 foot rope
But it’s a 7 foot drop and the suicide note
Is just a false apology stitched to my turncoat
My memory’s a bitch