Shriveled up and cold
Nineteen years old
And draining out all of my insides
On the floor every night
Is supposed to make me feel alive
What would things be like
If I told you I wouldn't mind
Swinging from the tree outside
Would that be alright
Hope you don't mind
Feeling like a bag of bones
Shriveled up and cold
Nineteen years old
A train nearby reminds me I'm not the only one
Who feels left alone
At least he's got some place to go
A train nearby reminds me I'm not the only one
Who feels left alone
At least he's got some place to go
Feeling like a bag of bones Shriveled up and cold Nineteen years old And draining out all of my insides On the floor every night Is supposed to make me feel alive What would things be like If I told you I wouldn't mind Swinging from the tree outside Would that be alright Hope you don't mind Feeling like a bag of bones Shriveled up and cold Nineteen years old A train nearby reminds me I'm not the only one Who feels left alone At least he's got some place to go A train nearby reminds me I'm not the only one Who feels left alone At least he's got some place to go Explain Request ×
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