كلمات No Bones

My mind is a colour to get out my mouth My tongue is a pill that i can't spit out Make no bones, about it We're older now, than i like to admit My midnight image casts no shadow An overturned city as our grass will grow Make no bones, about it We're older now, than i like to admit Suppose it's the right time Suppose it's the right time Suppose it's the right time Suppose it's the right time Suppose it's the right time Suppose it's the right time Suppose it's the right time Suppose it's the right time Each steps on a snake fills my lungs Hallow suit by slip of the tongue No bones no turning back i She knows me better than i No blots no semen it's energy wasted Make no bones, about it We're older now, than i like to admit Suppose it's the right time Suppose it's the right time Suppose it's the right time Suppose it's the right time...