Scott Labbe


Skeletons grave


Oh today i felt alive for the first you cannot lie
We danced right through days
Were the skeletons graves awaits
I wonder why
I burned my old name
With lies that I've been blamed
We danced right through the rain
We're the skeletons feel my pain
An she wonders why
Today's the day that we all fly
Today I feel free
Ohh today's the first day I can sleep
All night
We danced right through the graves
Where my bones just might lay
She walks right by
I burned right through the pack
So know my ash trays colored black
And she knows why
Today's the day that we all fly
Today I feel free

Submitted: Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 08, 2013

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