Crime In Stereo – Small Skeletal Lyrics

I used to think it would sleep [x3]
As I laid
My cross down at the bones beneath my feet
She came. As they laid
my bones down at the crossroads, I saw my ghost
sell my soul to the inferno for petrol to get home. I’ve been hunting it ever since. I used to think it would sleep [x3]
I used to think as I aged with time that it would shut it’s eyes and just let me be. Then I’d seen it’s designs to kill and hide deceitfully inside my skin. The face of a saint. She says “The future will be devoid of weaknesses.”
Free cigarettes for all the kids to make small skeletons. Now each day
I sink a bit faster into my father’s fate. Four packs a day. The voice of a sympathy. Right to an unmarked grave. Four decades straight.