Lyrics Dear Bo Jackson - The Weeks

Dear Bo Jackson

Well leaves, they shake within my body’s core
Well I live a lie in some little house, it’s gets better than growing old
We’ll bend like trees, when all you see and want is freedom.
These tongues
They twist, and jump from mouth to mouth like fleas.
And at night they
Creep, and I’m the one who walks these streets
And my goal is sweet, but they kiss the hand that feeds.
And at night they
Creep quieter than rats and thieves.
And they’ll bend the rules, dance
Around us while we sleep
Oh, I know I’ma be the one that’s full of sinners and holes.
No one knows
Shake a little paper down the single is cold.
I said, «It's no one’s fault
Cause you’re the kinda scaring me that’s shaking me off.»
I said, «Oh, I
Know, it’s cold.»
My bones are weak, pieced together my body
Well I cut the cord that hanged me up, I kind of know that soul is leaving
Me
Well these floorboards creek, some holly heart come dance with me
And it’s no one’s fault, you can’t get through paper walls
And they’ll sweep these streets, wipe the sins from my body’s.
And my heart
Don’t beat, it’s buried down a couple feet
Well, I lied, it leaks, on a photograph you can’t repeat.
And they’ll make
Us clean, wipe the blood from all my teeth
Oh, I know, I’ma be the one that’s full of sinners and holes.
No one knows
Shake a little paper down the single is cold
I said, «It's no one’s fault, cause you’re the kinda scaring me that’s
Shaking me off.»
I said
«Oh, I know, it’s cold.»
Oh, I know I’ma be the one that’s full of sinners and holes
No one knows, shake a little paper down the single is cold.
I said
«It's no one’s fault, cause you’re the kinda scaring me that’s shaking me
Off.»
I said, «Oh, I know, it’s cold.»