I have a mean bone connected to
All the black, dark and bad things that you do
I have a mean bone connected to
The black things, the dark things the old bad things, you know
I have a mean bone connected to
All the black, dark and bad things that you do
I've got a mean bone connected to
My history, my history...
Sometimes I just have to let them out
Oh, my mean bone!
Stray dogs of my mind
I know my mean bone!
Sometimes I just have let them out
My heart is a child from the underground
A homeless beating, it just cast around
I pray for the nights
Yeah, pray for my days
I let the stray dogs run away!
Sometimes I just have to let them out
Oh, my mean bones
Stray dogs of my mind
Jenny Wilson - MEAN BONE Lyrics
Jenny Wilson - MEAN BONE Lyrics
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I have a mean bone connected to
All the black, dark and bad things that you do
I have a mean bone connected to
The black things, the dark things the old bad things, you know
I have a mean bone connected to
All the black, dark and bad things that you do
I've got a mean bone connected to
My history, my history...
Sometimes I just have to let them out
Oh, my mean bone!
Stray dogs of my mind
I know my mean bone!
Sometimes I just have let them out
My heart is a child from the underground
A homeless beating, it just cast around
I pray for the nights
Yeah, pray for my days
I let the stray dogs run away!
Sometimes I just have to let them out
Oh, my mean bones
Stray dogs of my mind
All the black, dark and bad things that you do
I have a mean bone connected to
The black things, the dark things the old bad things, you know
I have a mean bone connected to
All the black, dark and bad things that you do
I've got a mean bone connected to
My history, my history...
Sometimes I just have to let them out
Oh, my mean bone!
Stray dogs of my mind
I know my mean bone!
Sometimes I just have let them out
My heart is a child from the underground
A homeless beating, it just cast around
I pray for the nights
Yeah, pray for my days
I let the stray dogs run away!
Sometimes I just have to let them out
Oh, my mean bones
Stray dogs of my mind
Writer: JENNY WILSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.