Bones
I'm breaking mine
Trying just to kiss your bones
I know their frozen stones
Inside our bubbly skin
Skin that I should own
Or grow
From stone
Bones I know
Will grow old
In this mold
We'll be gold
We'll be gold
I'm breaking mine
Trying just to kiss your bones
They're shaking when you moan
The tone
Your body makes
When we stumble home
Our bones
Bones I know
Will grow old
In this mold
We'll be gold
We'll be gold

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