The Bones of Knotwright Lane

Duration

3:35

Genres

Alt. Rock

Description

Lyrics

As whispered secrets creep into the Understreets This sneaking feeling is stealing all the breath from me Here in the shadows, Where the gallows await thieves and rakes The watching eye knows Just how to murder, lie, and take, take To crush our esprit but they won’t get to me because… What they say, it matters not What they do, doesn’t hurt me at all They won’t play me for a fool ah ah, I’d rather stand alone And I’ll stand true Till they’re bones Their twisted souls R.I.P. holes in anything they touch A crooked crux unlucky for the lack of lux I hit the back door, Through the back into the alleyway Unto the pitch black world Upon the cobblestones of Knotwright Lane What they say, it matters not What they do, it doesn’t hurt me at all They won’t play me for a fool ah ah, I’d rather stand alone And I’ll stand true Still I’ll stand true Yes I’ll stand true Till they’re bones