Make the bones

Mr

OSB

​[First Verse]

Everyone is trying to fool me,

Trying to break my skill,

They are trying to extract my expertize,

And put myself inside a bill.

​[Pre chorus]

Nothing is changed,

There is nothing so good,

Nothing is phrased,

I feel it in my blood.

​[Chorus]

Boy you gonna "make the bones",

Not for your future, for the ones,

Those kind of people really rude,

But they'll never see you in your "nude".

​[Music]

​Mr

OSB

​[Second Verse]

Promises are far away,

Those one that could make you stay,

Promises are just delusions,

And in your life are not solutions.

​[Pre chorus]

Nothing good,

In this empty world,

Even food,

Is the wrong way, Lord!

​[Chorus]

Boy you gonna "make the bones",

Not for your future, for the ones,

Those kind of people really rude,

But they'll never see you in your "nude".

​[Bridge]

I'm gonna bite myself one day,

I'm gonna prick me not to stay,

Those torns that now it feels so bad,

One day will make me be so loud.

​[Chorus]

Boy you gonna "make the bones",

Not for your future, for the ones,

Those kind of people really rude,

But they'll never see you in your "nude".