Bird Bone

Always starts with a trickle then begins to flow If I make it out alive the sickness it's in my bones I've been dwelling in my head, made my bed, can't let go My freshly lit cigarette calms me as the wind blows Ground is frozen and time begins to slow I can't help that I'm growing cold I feel the sting of the trigger trying to blow me down I never thought you'd take the shot now I'm on the ground Leaves begin to wither everything bleeds together And I'm hollow yes I'm hollow like a bird bone Yeah I'm hollow like a Bird Bone From the corners of my vision come the fading black Deep and dark waiting to attack Swallowing the fluttering light behind my eyes The ability to hold my own weight has been compromised Drooling and dripping, irreversible and imprinting And I'm hollow Yes I'm hollow like a Bird Bone