When will I find my way home? As I tear my flesh from bone Will you hear nothing I say As the tide just sweeps and sways As the anchors that bind me Just rust and decay As I scream out to the sky I have so many anchors That I know to be mine

Of the waters of March, It's the joy in your heart And the riverbank talks It's the end of a strain A stick, a stone, It's the end of the road, The foot, the ground, The flesh and the bone, The beat of the road,

Reach out and touch faith Your own personal Jesus Someone to hear your prayers Someone who cares Feeling unknown And you're all alone Flesh and bone By the telephone Lift up the receiver

When I look you in your eyes I can see my own Straight love manifested in flesh and bone You's a breath of fresh air in this world of shit You was born to be a soldier don't ever forget Hit back when hit Use force that's effective All these bitches and

I've felt the hate rise up in me Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves Inside my shell, I wait and bleed I wonder out where you can't see You haven't learned a thing I haven't changed a thing My flesh was in my bones The pain was always free

Hell is for children Hell is for hell Because hell And you know that their little lives can become such a mess And you shouldn't have to pay for your love with your bones and your flesh They cry in the dark, so you can't see their tears They hide in the

I am flesh and I am bone I've got fire in my soul Rise up, ting ting, like glitter Like glitter and gold Like glitter Arise, ting ting, like glitter and gold Do you ponder the manner of things In the dark The dark, the dark, the dark

Release your, inhibitions, and answer to the call. Leave behind this shell of flesh and bone. In the end we will answer to the call. The sound of footsteps approaching. A storm of shadows reveal a figure forlorn. Whispering voices that slither into our

F&N (F&N), F&N (F&N) F&N (F&), F&N (F&N) Fuck around, parked the 'Vette and didn't even get back in it ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob Redbone bitch, yeah, like Hi-Tech, yeah How do I dress? Yeah, like my flesh, yeah Soon as I roll up, put my doors up Go'n head,

And I'm running out of time (flesh and bone) And what are you made of? (Flesh and bone) I've gone through life white-knuckled in the moments that left me behind Refusing to heed the yield I penetrate the force fields in the blind They say I'll adjust,