Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bones, artist - Lex Amor.
Date of issue: 17.09.2020
Song language: English
Bones |
If you love it then you love it — If you don’t, then you didn’t |
Heart open — I hope my sin is worth forgiving |
Peace born from fire, terrified of inner vision |
Tryna fight the feeling, struggling with my omissions |
Heart is broken, toking potent only slowed my living down |
I wish I had a million pounds |
I wish I wasn’t wishing |
Wish we didn’t meet |
I wish I did respect my limits |
If living was free I’d still be figuring the figures |
Baby it’s just me and all these dream I gotta pattern |
I just kind find the passion I been sabotaging winnings |
Sabotaging self I pray the Lord feel like forgiving me |
I been trading similes for nothing but a pittance |
This bitty city better never show me pity Lord |
This bitty city better know me to be different |
All this suffering I seen can’t occupy my mind for free |
I pray they pay there bloody dues I pray I ain’t just |
Skipping through the city with my screw loose |
Skipping through the city — |
VERSE 2 (SEINNA) |
I been channelling |
Super strength so I can lift the curse |
Scripting and joining words but not cursive |
Healing, peeling out a new person |
This verse is — |
The antidote to all of them poisons |
Maiden and ultimate voyage all of this patience I’m employing |
Been aeons of self avoidance |
Ignoring all the voices |
I’ve always known — life’s about choices so now I make more as the stakes soar |
I ain’t come here to die no lie |
As long as I remember what I’m here for — |
I pray each day that I live, that I live more |
Much more to give |
Never been a taker so I give more |
Searching for cloud 9 but I got stuck not 6th floor |
Never been at home when I’m at home |
Never been at home so my feet sore |
Everybody’s changing but change |
I’ve always been keen on |
Not easy when you deep it don |
Journey man till I’m 30 damn |
In amongst the rigmarole, I pray that I hit my goals |
I pray when I hit my goals that something else feels the hole |
Ronnie O’sully with the black to go |
Imma train my mind so I can back the lows |
Or maybe I won’t |
The devil won’t catch this soul |
Or maybe I’m too slow |
Watching the city lights flicker as the room glows |
Approaching the roach like where did this shit go? |
I tell myself to aim higher |
I tell my self don’t preach to the choir |
Remind myself that I’m driven |
Chauffeur |
Looking at himself like an uber man after one star giving |
Knowing every weakness I live with ‘em |
Put the choong to the fire |
Nearly forgot myself aim higher |
Nearly forgot myself aim higher |