Skeletons
I guess I've been bruised, if we were to speak plain.
Every bruise that comes to flesh, makes it mark on the brain.
You say it's always been and always will be.
Anything you say has already been said, a million times.
Do you think of all of the side streets we walked past slow,
of buried skeletons buried in the back yard?
So you think you've moved me to change,
how could I be moved when I want to move away from this place?
Things you think you know or you may have seen,
might have come to pass if your parents had been kept clean.
Do you think of all of the side streets we've walked past slow,
of buried skeletons buried in the back yard?
Esqueletos
Supongo que he sido golpeado, si habláramos claramente.
Cada golpe que llega a la carne, deja su marca en el cerebro.
Dices que siempre ha sido y siempre será.
Cualquier cosa que digas ya ha sido dicha, un millón de veces.
¿Piensas en todas las calles laterales que pasamos lentamente,
de esqueletos enterrados en el patio trasero?
Así que crees que me has movido a cambiar,
¿cómo podría ser movido cuando quiero alejarme de este lugar?
Cosas que crees saber o que tal vez hayas visto,
podrían haber sucedido si tus padres se hubieran mantenido limpios.
¿Piensas en todas las calles laterales que hemos pasado lentamente,
de esqueletos enterrados en el patio trasero?
Escrita por: Daniel Zott / Joshua Epstein