Bone Dance

Tiny toy gun, safe, pressed to my chest.

Momma said, "don't play with guns, even if it's pretend."

Well I said, "boy, listen up. If you want something said, don't aim for the chest if you can aim for the head!"

Tell me momma, what do you say.

Life's to short to mess around with responsibility.

I've got nothing to gain, and a past I forget.

I'm alive, I'm inspired. Come and dance with me.

Life is what I make. I am God, I'm Jesus christ, and I'm a liar.

Pride and bloody knees. This selflessness is dangerous.

So your daughter's in love with a boy she just met.

Momma won't teach me about how you dance in the bed.

Well, first thing come to love and dealing with men, don't mess with his heart if you can fuck with his head.

Babe, I know it runs in your jeans.

You know what's right, I know what's left, so help me fill the in between.

Stand for nothing to gain.

Put your past on reset.

Feel alive, feel inspired, come and dance with me.

I wonder if you've ever even tried it.

Contemplated death while killing spiders.

Faced your fear to find that is inside you.

Left your spouse to go and find another.

You liar.

I've been there. I know the difference of the sounds and silence.

Searched for peace of mind and started violence.

Sucked it just to know I didn't like it.

But I tried it.

This bone dance is life, dance with me, aim for the head.

Try it, I dare you, come dance with me, aim for the head.

So try it.

Contemplate your death while killing spiders.

Search for peace of mind and start a riot.

Suck it, cause who knows, you just might like it. So try it.

This bone dance is life, dance with me, aim for the head.

Try it, I dare you, come dance with me, aim for the head.