Lyrics BONES - Nightmare Galore

(BONES)
FRESH OUT THE MORGUE DOPE IN MY PORES
YELLIN IN PAIN WHILE IM SCREAMIN FOR MORE
EVERYNIGHT FOR ME IS NIGHTMARE GALORE
THE ECHOES OF WHISPERS THEY LEAK THROUGH THE WALL
BLOOD IS TOO HOT HANDS ARE TOO COLD
MY TEMPERATURE IS FUCKED ITS BEYOND MY CONTROL
SAME WITH EMOTIONS I NEVER HAD HOLD
OF ANYTHING REGARDING FEELINGS AT ALL
ROLLERCOASTER HOLD MY BREATHE
THE CITY LOOK MINIATURE THE PEOPLE TURN TO ANTS
ROLL OVER THE EDGE ONLY FOCUSED ON CHANCE
WILL I MAKE IT OFF SAFE OR WILL I DROP ON THE TRACKS
NO ONES SAFE WE ALL GET ATE
UP AND CONSUMED BY THE NEBULAR BEAST
LIVIN ON THE EDGE OF ITS MOUTH AND ITS TEETH
PLANET WILL END ANY SECOND THAT IT NEEDS
SHAKE OFF BACTERIA TIME TO GET CLEAN
WATCH AS WE FALL TO THE DARKEST OF SEAS
WE THE DISEASE DONT KNOW WHAT IT MEANS
TO EVER BE SYNC WITH THE SOIL AND BREEZE

(EDDY BAKER)
POSTED WITH MOBSTERS CAME WITH THE CONTRA
GRAMS IN MY BOXERS GET CHEEZE LIKE WISCONSIN
TALK SHIT BEAT HIS ASS LIKE A BOXER
MOB TALK WITH MOBSTERS GET SHOT AT THE OPERA
BITCH IM NOT STUDIOUS FUCK UP AND RUIN SHIT
ICED OUT MY WRIST CUZ I ROBBED ALL THE JEWELERS SHIT
RUN WITH TOUGH GUYS YOU CANT HANG BECAUSE YOU A BITCH
SO MANY HOES ON MY DICK DONT KNOW WHO TO KISS
ROTTEN AND RUTHLESS BUST AT A PIG LIKE DUKE NUKEM BITCH
HIT A FUCK BOY WITH HADOUKEN KICKS IS ROOKIES I DO THIS SHIT
IM RAPPIN AND SWERVIN STACKIN AND EARNIN
TRYNA RUN UP YOULL TAKE ONE IN THE STERNUM
YOUNG DUMB AND PAID USED TO BE DUMB AND POOR MAN
TAKE ALL YOUR SHIT AND YOUR MONEY LIKE BIRDMAN