JustAnotherDayAtTheOffice - BONES

Been a freak since Creep

Still a man from down the street

That they do not wanna meet, show my teeth and leave you weak

I don’t need no breeze, I don’t need no sun

I don’t need no money, I don’t need no one

Bitch, my time has just been begun, none that I’ve done can’t get redone

Talking them guns like they for fun

Where I’m from they lose them young

Hunting rifles in the kitchen, foam cooler in the truck

They get fucked up and bang, like their time is almost done

Drink click-clack, then they drop you down

Think it’s cute, think they making new sounds

Got payed, and they think they’re cool now

But that’s obligatory, nothing new now

Used to this shit

Thinking you hard, I’ve got news for you bitch

You’re new to this shit

Reaching for me and you’re losing a limb

Bitch, I’m used to this shit

Rewind, eject, send it back

On a hill with a Map in my lap

Trace roads with my finger, where they at

Walk the world like I woke up just like that

From this far down, they look just like ants

So far from my home I stand

Insignificance, in-admission when I see the roads at first glance