Imperfect Bones
Paul Oneto
All that's ever there for me:
Holograms of what I wanted on an LCD.
It's not for me,
Never was,
Finally,
It starts to buzz.
It starts to buzz.
My heart's powered on,
All updates installed.
But these imperfect bones,
Can't be nothing more.
All that I can ever see,
Are smiling faces on the folks who won't hangout with me.
I'll never find the places where,
They find themselves when I'm not there.
I'm not there.
My heart's powered on,
All updates installed.
But these imperfect bones,
Can't be nothing more.
All alone
All the time
Leaking water just like fountains from my eyes
All the time...
All the time....
My heart's powered on,
All updates installed.
But these imperfect bones,
Can't be nothing more.
No, these imperfect bones,
Can't be something more.