Testo These old bones Emo Side Project

These old bones

This old skin and these old bones
They slowly turn to dust
With each full moon to stir my memories awake

These tired eyes and these starving lungs
They slowly fade with time
Because each second I spent living was apparently a lie

So lets breathe slowly
Pretend we're on time
With each other like all those long nights
So we can remember
Entwined knees under those sheets
Without being afraid of wasting away

This broken heart waits for its last beat
So it can finally be set free
Then I turn into a ghost so I won't feel anything,
Much like you

So lets breathe slowly
Pretend we're on time
With each other like all those long nights
So we can remember
Entwined knees under those sheets
Without being afraid of wasting away

This old skin and these old bones
No, they don't work anymore