Vegas Bill - Collecting Bones
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Intro:
I’m just walking down this road, all alone, picking up bones
Walking down this road all alone picking up bones
Walking down this road all alone picking up bones
Walking down this road all alone picking up bones
Verse:
The line keeps getting thinner every fucking step i take
If i slip, the chair falls then i’ll feel my neck break
Don’t go say you’ll pray for me, then turn your back and walk away
I don’t want no prayers anyways they never did a thing
Bitch i’m euronymous, rising from the ashes of a church
Why am i cursed?
Everyday i wake up feeling worse
What’s a life worth?
When it’s buried 6 feet in the dirt
I’m so empty and diverged but no one undеrstands the hurt
I got 3 reasons to live and a million just to diе
What have i amounted too except a waste of fucking time
I don’t want the medication, i just wanna be sedated
Going numb
I hate everyone
I've entered desolation
I’m collecting bones and storing them underneath my bed
I’m so obsessed with death
The thought never leaves my head
One day i won’t hesitate to open up my fucking brain
And join everyone who’s left me
No in my life stays
I’m breaking to pieces with every second
That i’m standing present and breathing the dead in from wreckages that i been put thru
I’m begging for blessing but no one will come to my side
I don’t wanna wait for my time
I’m tired of the ride
I’m tired of crying myself to the bed and not sleeping at all
Hanging by a thread
I’ll paint my walls red
1 seconds all it takes
For everything to change
For all the pain to melt away
And that’s my thoughts everyday
No one ever a fuck
Till i loaded up a gun and pointed it straight at my face
Everybody’s fucking fake
Thats why no ones by my side
Then they get all fucking mad when i say i wanna die
Where the fuck were you at when everything went south
Unless they’re getting something out of me they never come around
I don’t wanna see person bitch i’ve up and closed shop
I won’t stop fucking cutting till i feel my veins pop
I’ll be waiting in my grave when they lay you down to rot
And i’ll pick the pieces of the bones up when they drop
Outro:
I’m just walking down this road, all alone, picking up bones
Walking down this road all alone picking up bones
Walking down this road all alone picking up bones
Walking down this road all alone picking up bones
I’m just walking down this road, all alone, picking up bones
Walking down this road all alone picking up bones
Walking down this road all alone picking up bones
Walking down this road all alone picking up bones
Verse:
The line keeps getting thinner every fucking step i take
If i slip, the chair falls then i’ll feel my neck break
Don’t go say you’ll pray for me, then turn your back and walk away
I don’t want no prayers anyways they never did a thing
Bitch i’m euronymous, rising from the ashes of a church
Why am i cursed?
Everyday i wake up feeling worse
What’s a life worth?
When it’s buried 6 feet in the dirt
I’m so empty and diverged but no one undеrstands the hurt
I got 3 reasons to live and a million just to diе
What have i amounted too except a waste of fucking time
I don’t want the medication, i just wanna be sedated
Going numb
I hate everyone
I've entered desolation
I’m collecting bones and storing them underneath my bed
I’m so obsessed with death
The thought never leaves my head
One day i won’t hesitate to open up my fucking brain
And join everyone who’s left me
No in my life stays
I’m breaking to pieces with every second
That i’m standing present and breathing the dead in from wreckages that i been put thru
I’m begging for blessing but no one will come to my side
I don’t wanna wait for my time
I’m tired of the ride
I’m tired of crying myself to the bed and not sleeping at all
Hanging by a thread
I’ll paint my walls red
1 seconds all it takes
For everything to change
For all the pain to melt away
And that’s my thoughts everyday
No one ever a fuck
Till i loaded up a gun and pointed it straight at my face
Everybody’s fucking fake
Thats why no ones by my side
Then they get all fucking mad when i say i wanna die
Where the fuck were you at when everything went south
Unless they’re getting something out of me they never come around
I don’t wanna see person bitch i’ve up and closed shop
I won’t stop fucking cutting till i feel my veins pop
I’ll be waiting in my grave when they lay you down to rot
And i’ll pick the pieces of the bones up when they drop
Outro:
I’m just walking down this road, all alone, picking up bones
Walking down this road all alone picking up bones
Walking down this road all alone picking up bones
Walking down this road all alone picking up bones
