Emo Side Project These Old Bones
This old skin and these old bones
They slowly turn to dust
With each full moon to stir my memories awake
These tired eyes and these starving lungs
They slowly fade with time
Because each second I spent living was apparently a lie
So lets breathe slowly
Pretend we're on time
With each other like all those long nights
So we can remember
Entwined knees under those sheets
Without being afraid of wasting away
This broken heart waits for its last beat
So it can finally be set free
Then I turn into a ghost so I won't feel anything,
Much like you
So lets breathe slowly
Pretend we're on time
With each other like all those long nights
So we can remember
Entwined knees under those sheets
Without being afraid of wasting away
This old skin and these old bones
No, they don't work anymore
