Skeletons - Trails and Ways

Yeah you look good in that black light

Clothes gold like a mirror

Wanna see my reflection

Your hands up like a question

Wanna get close

Whisper something awful

I don’t think the sugar cube told that to me

I know when they come to dig us up

I know what they’ll find:

Skeletons dancing

At the scene of the crime

Think I know what you’re thinking:

I run my mouth too much

«That's low-pH talk.

Big visions, huh?»

Yeah well I see plastic and glass in shards

Actinides, twisted steel rebar

They’re gonna know us by the hell of it

In that groove like a burial

Do you get down to it?

I don’t the sugar cube told that to me

I don’t the sugar cube told that to me

I know when they come to dig us up

I know what they’ll find

Skeletons dancing

At the scene of the crime

I know when they come to dig us up

I know what they’ll find

Skeletons dancing

At the scene of the crime

I know when they come to dig us up

I know what they’ll find

Skeletons dancing

At the scene of the crime