#our bones

[acornandseedsagere]

Not directly agere related

I just think this conversation I have with my girlfriend/CG at least once a week is fun and should be known

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Me: Can I have your bones??

Her: No they're my bones

Me: :(( our bones

Them: fine our bones but no you can not have them

Me: not to eat just a lil nibble

Her: I- fine you can have one bone to take a little nibble then put it back

Me: :)

[rainingmusic]

The Contortionist - Early Grave

[thevisualartofmetal]

Photo by Bobby Bates The Contortionist - Our Bones (2019) Progressive Metal

[t3rra-bull]

The Contortionist - Early Grave

[thecakeisnotalie]

The Contortionist - Early Grave

“Early Grave” is from the upcoming EP Our Bones Pre-order Our Bones: https://ffm.to/ourbonesep Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2RmZGvm Apple: https://apple.co/2x7N...

Come get your sleep And wait, breathe deep 'Cause when this all fill your lungs It'll feel just like you're a sinking stone Oh, it happened to us all When we lose control, we lose control, we lose control The life that you chose Where the dirt cloaks your bonesAnd I know it feels like you're drowning these days And I know you question if it's too late And my only hope is that you choose to stay 'Cause you're more than You're more than an early graveDoes it feel like you're sinking? (Don't sink, don't sink) The hurt that you show In every word you that you spokeAnd I know it feels like you're drowning these days And I know you question if it's too late And my only hope is that you choose to stayDon't be too proud to say That you are alone, lost and afraid Think about your pride Just know your doubt's misplacedI know it feels like you're drowning these days I know you feel like you can't be saved And my only hope is that you choose to stayAnd I know it feels like you're drowning these days And I know you question if it's too late And my only hope is that you choose to stay 'Cause you're more than You're more than (more than) Early graveMore than an early grave You're more than an early grave

[ehndi]

The Contortionist — “Early Grave”

And I know it feels like you're drowning these days And I know you question if it's too late And my only hope is that you choose to stay 'Cause you're more than You're more than an early grave

[chamomile-peaches]

In the spring we made a boat Out of feathers, out of bones. We set fire to our homes, Walking barefoot in the snow. Distant rhythm of the drum As we drifted towards the storm. Baby lion lost his teeth, Now they're swimming in the sea. Troubled spirits on my chest Where they laid to rest. The birds all left, my tall friend, As your body hit the sand. Million stars up in the sky Formed a tiger's eye That looked down on my face, Out of time and out of place. So hold on. Hold on to what we are. Hold on to your heart.