Battle Bones

Battle Bones - Call It Arson

I've got a feeling

That you don't know how to drink

I keep repeating

All the backwards versions of what I'd like you to think

Because I don't know why things would be this bad

I'm not alone and what good friends I've had

Even the ones who leave

I feel like Fred Hampton

Except I'm a fake and he was and is the truth

To tell you the truth

I don't trust anyone

Except myself it makes me sick

I have to buy weapons

Just one

Still I don't know why things would be this bad

I'm not alone and what good friends I've had

I've got a stretch-mark on my mind

For all it's worth

I've got a bad dream that blood makes wine

For all it's worth

I've got a stretch-mark on my mind

For all it's worth

I've got a bad dream it happens all the time

Money don't mean much to me

Besides I don't have any

You get what you see

Money don't mean much to me

Besides I don't have any

You get what you see