Crime In Stereo - Small Skeletal

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As they laid my bones down at the crossroads
I saw my ghost sell my soul
To the inferno, for petrol to get home
Now each day I sink a bit faster into my father’s fate
Four packs a day, four decades straight
Right to an unmarked grave
I used to think it would sleep
As I laid my cross down at the bones beneath my feet
She came
The face of a saint, the voice of a symphony
She says, «The future will be devoid of weaknesses.»
Free cigarettes for all the kids to make small skeletons
I used to think it would sleep
I used to think as I aged with time
That it would shut it’s eyes and just let me go
Then I’d seen it’s designs
To kill and hide deceitfully inside my skin
And I’ve been hunting it ever since