00:12I believe in bones on me
00:24Some say we're born into the grave
00:34I've been so alone, cutting up a big old pile of their bones
00:41Ah! Ah! Ah!
00:51Dust might ride on over my time
01:05Empty by soul of the new sea
01:13I feel so alone, cutting up a big old pile of their bones
01:21Ah! Ah! Ah!
01:27I feel so alone
01:33Ah! Ah! Ah!
01:40Ah! Ah!
01:42Don't do that is conscious
01:56I feel so alone, cutting up a big old pile of them
02:09I feel so alone, cutting up a big old pile of them
02:15I feel so alone, cutting up a big old pile of them bones
02:22I feel so alone, cutting up a big old pile of bones
02:24Oh! Ah!
02:24Ah!
