"Bury My Bones" as written by and Christopher Frank Carter James Michael Carroll....
I am so sick of singing about hate
It’s never gonna make a change
It breaks me down bit by bit
Keep me steadily feeling sick
So carve your name into the stone
Where we’re going we can still call home
I’m comfortable being cold and alone
If I ever die just bury my bones in hell

I’m so sick of singing about hate
It’s time that I made a change
These days I can barely even catch my breath
Everyday I’m closer to death
Carve tonight into the stone
Where we’re going we can still call home
I’m comfortable being cold and alone
If I ever die just bury my bones in hell

So throw me a shovel lead me into the crowd
I’ll dig myself a grave while they gather around
And leave round my neck just let me go
I’ll dive right in because this is all I know
So carve your name into the stone
Where we’re going we can still call it home
I’m comfortable being cold and alone
If I ever die just bury my bones in hell


Lyrics submitted by sepultura1987

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