Them Bones

I believe them bones are me
some say we're born into the grave
I feel so alone gonna end up a
big ole pile a them bones

Dust rise right on over my time
empty fossil of the new scene
I feel so alone gonna end up a
big ole pile a them bones

Toll due bad dream come true
I lie dead gone under red sky
I feel so alone gonna end up a
big ole pile a them
I feel so alone gonna end up a
big ole pile a them
I feel so alone gonna end up a
big ole pile a them bones


tekstschrijver: Jerry Cantrell
componist: Jerry Cantrell
Taal: Engels
Sfeer: Pulsing; Strong; Bleak; Menacing; Ominous; Anguished/Distraught; Brooding; Gloomy; Druggy; Visceral; Volatile; Angry; Angst-Ridden; Brash; Confrontational; Nihilistic; Hostile
Stijl: Heavy Metal; Alternative Metal; Hard Rock; Alternative Pop/Rock; Alternative/Indie Rock; Grunge
Thema: Death