Skin and bones, skin and bones,
all you have is skin and bones.
No heart, no soul,
your thoughts all cold.
Skin and bones, skin and bones,
all you have is skin and bones.
your tongue cuts through
even hearts of gold.
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Skin and bones, skin and bones, all you have is skin and bones. No heart, no soul, your thoughts all cold.
Skin and bones, skin and bones, all you have is skin and bones. your tongue cuts through even hearts of gold. |
