Noah Gabriel - Them Bones (OST Muck) | Текст песни

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Stitch your lips
Shut your mouth
You're drooling like a dog
In a hell house
Digging up dirt
And kicking it around
I keep on picking it up
You keep putting it down

Oh my soul
Got a pocket full of trouble
And a heart that's about to break
Oh my soul
You keep picking them bones
And throwing them stones

I don't need this crooked love
I don't want no masquerade
I don't lie, no I just hide
If I keep you unloaded
It keeps me untied

Oh my soul
Got a pocket full of trouble
And a heart that's about to break
Oh my soul
I keep picking them bones
And throwing them stones

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