Gnarwolves - No Time For Old Bones lyrics

rate me

For my ailing bones

Pack your bags and leave for another home

See, every day spent lying is fuel for a scapegoat

And we need to let go!

My memory’s a bitch

Can’t remember the last thing I did

It goes on and on and on x2

Tie the noose!

I’ve got a six foot rope around my throat

But it’s a seven foot drop and the suicide note

Is just a false apology stitched to my turncoat

My memory’s a bitch