I Am a Ruin - Born Without Bones

I am a ruin, ancient, dated

Fell too close to the end of the rope

Now I’m missing, overgrown

What if you’re frozen and I’m not there

To talk it out and thaw you out anymore?

Your golden hammer took its final bow and spit you out

And I don’t know what to sing

Say, hey, it keeps coming around

I keep turning my back on this city

I won’t change

You are blooming, poison azalea

Fell too close to the end of your rope

Now I’m wasted, unknown

The tide is rolling and they’re coming with torches

So burn out their retinas, rally supporters

And get your cameras and catch the reaction

No satisfaction

You don’t know what to sing

But it’s coming around

I keep turning my back on this city

I won’t change

It keeps coming around

It keeps coming around

It keeps coming around

And I can’t sit

Alright

I was crawling for weeks

I kept hurting my back and now I can’t sit down

Got these aches in my arms and my legs still shake

And now I can’t sit down

It keeps coming around

It keeps coming around

It keeps coming around

And now I can’t sit down

It keeps coming around

It keeps coming around

It keeps coming around

And now I kiss it down

I was crawling for weeks

I kept hurting my back and now I can’t sit down

It keeps coming around

It keeps coming around

It keeps coming around

And now I can’t sit down

It keeps coming around

I keep turning my back on this city

It’s okay