Lyrics BONES - Limbs

BONES

This is a learned behavior
But the years have hammered the nails in my coffin
I can’t break through these rotting walls
That keep me in isolation
I am alone in this isolation
I feel their sins in my skin
Never forgetting where they began
Expectations have been carved into my bones
They splinter under the pressure
I am accustomed to my insecurities
I have accepted them as necessary
I’ve let the sight of passing time occupy my eyes
I am severed from the present only
connected to thoughts of withered reflections
Isolation in these rotting walls
Expectations carved into my bones
If we’re all the same inside
Why shouldnt I tear the skin from my bones?
I’ll tear the skin from my bones