Skin and Bones - September Mourning

I’m breaking up

I’ve been beaten down, run around, know that I’ve had enough of the spotlight

You’re just a ghost, been on a killing spree, haunting me, eternally

You’re not my judge — my jury

You can’t walk right through me anymore

My skin and bones, my skin and bones are not what I am

It’s all you’ve known

My skin and bones, my skin and bones stuck in between two prisons

Where do I call home?

It’s all you know deep down below

So tell me where do I call home?

My skin and bones, my skin and bones

Where do I call home?

I think you know — if you’re going down stealing crowns bound to be overthrown,

you’ll reap what you sow

I’m on a bull ride thrown off by your lies

Black tides swallow me alive

Your colors show I’m in control

My skin and bones, my skin and bones are not what I am

It’s all you’ve known

My skin and bones, my skin and bones stuck in between two prisons

Where do I call home?

It’s all you know deep down below

So tell me where do I call home?

My skin and bones, my skin and bones

The raptured truth is drowned in yesterday

And every ounce of hate has slowly drained away

My skin and bones, my skin and bones stuck in between two prisons

Where do I call home?

It’s all you’ve known, it’s my skin and bones

So tell me where do I call home?

It’s all you know deep down below

My skin and bones, my skin and bones are not what I am

It’s all you’ve known

My skin and bones, my skin and bones stuck in between two prisons

Where do I call home?