Rob Kleiner and the Satanics - My Bones Colossal | Текст песни

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Pull out the battery, see if the motor runs.
All things in motion, detonates from a dead sun.

Grows like a black haw, eats from the side of me.
All thing in orbit, good night dead galaxy.

But my bones are colossal, my body becomes a fossil.
Some kind of a record that I exists, before I'm crossed of the list.

Yeah my bones are colossal, my body becomes a fossil.
Some kind of a record that I exists, before I'm crossed of the list.

Don't make me settle down. Don't make me settle down.
Don't make me settle down. Don't make me settle down.
Don't make me settle down. Don't make me settle down.
Don't make me settle down. Don't make me settle down.

Wait for the big bang, then back to square one.
Start with a blank slate, so long everyone.

But my bones are colossal, my body becomes a fossil.
Some kind of a record that I exists, before I'm crossed of the list.

Yeah my bones are colossal, my body becomes a fossil.
Some kind of a record that I exists, before I'm crossed of the list.

But my bones are colossal, my body becomes a fossil.
Some kind of a record that I exists, before I'm crossed of the list.

Yeah my bones are colossal, my body becomes a fossil.
Some kind of a record that I exists, before I'm crossed of the list.

Yeah my bones are colossal, my body becomes a fossil.
Some kind of a record that I exists, before I'm crossed of the list.

Yeah my bones are colossal, my body becomes a fossil.
Some kind of a record that I exists, before I'm crossed of the list.

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