Coxton Yard Lyrics
by Title Fight
Feeling like a bag of bones
Shriveled up and cold
Nineteen years old
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And draining out all of my insides
On the floor every night
Is supposed to make me feel alive
What would things be like
If I told you I wouldn't mind
Swinging from the tree outside
Would that be alright
Hope you don't mind
Feeling like a bag of bones
Shriveled up and cold
Nineteen years old
A train nearby reminds me I'm not the only one
Who feels left alone
At least he's got some place to go
A train nearby reminds me I'm not the only one
Who feels left alone
At least he's got some place to go