Ghosts & Bones - Foxblood

Sunset clause to the end

With a written undertaking to kill all your friends

Fever pitch synthesis, a smattering of sex as a weapon and trivial arguments

So we dance in the fire at the end of the world with only eyes for each other,

lovesick boys and girls, all depressed and alone with serotonin syndrome and

on and on and on it goes

Floodwater clearing on the backroads while the heavy rain

Drowns the porch of broken homes

W’re all just ghosts and bones

All that glitters isn’t gold

I guss we’ll have to go this one alone

And on and on it goes

Saw the forest from the trees

Brought us to our fucking knees

Swallow signal smoke and I hope you choke

The arsonist in you and me

Blood pact, callous act, silver platter sucker punch knife in the back,

tall tales of a curious cat, Nine lives, didn’t learn the eighth time,

better sit back and wait for the heart attack

Floodwater clearing on the backroads while the heavy rain

Drowns the porch of broken homes

We’re all just ghosts and bones

All that glitters isn’t gold

I guess we’ll have to go this one alone

I want to watch the world burn

I want to, I wanna' watch the world, burn down now

I wanna' watch the world burn

I want to, I wanna' watch the world, burn down now

I wanna' watch the world burn

I want to, I wanna' watch the world, burn down now

Sick, sad, Schadenfreude complex, man, I don’t want to hear it, I’d rather be

relaxing, I want to watch the world burn

A zeitgeist collapsing, hive mind relapsing, man, pour me a daiquiri,

I want to watch the world burn down

We’re all just ghosts and bones, all that glitters isn’t gold

We’re pitiful, always glass half-full, and that makes the cycle go

We’re all just ghosts and bones, all that glitters isn’t gold

We’re pitiful, always glass half-full, and that makes the cycle go

We’re all just ghosts and bones, all that glitters isn’t gold

We’re pitiful, always glass half-full, and that makes the cycle go

We’re all just ghosts and bones, all that glitters isn’t gold

Said the grass is always greener on the other side but you were colour-blind,

now reap what you sow

We’re all just ghosts and bones, all that glitters isn’t gold

Said the grass is always greener on the other side, but they fucking lied,

now reap what you sow

Reap what you sow