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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, enternally. 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've known 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 you'r lies. Black tides swallow me alive. Your colours 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've known deep down below.
(So tell me where do I call home)
My skin and bones, my skin and bones

The raptured truth is drown in yesterday
And every ounce of hate has slowly draind 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.

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