Down to the Bone

I don't think I'll hang around here Maybe I could Flying so high, no landing gear Don't do nobody good You slide around this sleazy town Nose pressed to the sky high You slide around this funky town Thinking you'll never die Lies, Lies! It's all a pr

Shut up your foolish laugh The man is only hides your fear of being destroyed Your body aches, your mind collapses The executioner smiles, as if he enjoys The fortune chamber's filled well The rock's the place you'll go to hell, indeed So do your pra