Untitled from Petaloid by Petaloid

Ready to let it go
Left untied sometimes
Seen to little now
I Can’t be late

‘Cause we’re just bones now
soaked in sin
No need to fear now
Too afraid to call home
Let go of my hand
You think it’s hate

‘Cause we’re just bones now
soaked in sin

Too big to let it die
Too small to pay attention
It’s much too warmer now
I would never say it

That we’re just bones now
Encased in sin
we’re just bones now
soaked in sin

we’re just bones now
soaked in sin
we’re just bones now
soaked in sin

Never in another world
Only in our new time
Would we ever see again
Would you realize?

That we’re just ghosts now
we’re just ghosts now
we’re just ghosts now
we’re just ghosts now
we’re just ghosts now

Ready to let it go
Left untied sometimes
Seen to little now
I Can’t be late

we’re just ghosts now
we’re just ghosts now
we’re just ghosts now

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