Bird Bone

Always starts with a trickle then begins to flow
 If I make it out alive the sickness it's in my bones
 I've been dwelling in my head, made my bed, can't let go
 My freshly lit cigarette calms me as the wind blows
 Ground is frozen and time begins to slow
 I can't help that I'm growing cold
 I feel the sting of the trigger trying to blow me down
 I never thought you'd take the shot now I'm on the ground
 Leaves begin to wither everything bleeds together
 And I'm hollow yes I'm hollow like a bird bone
 Yeah I'm hollow like a Bird Bone
 From the corners of my vision come the fading black
 Deep and dark waiting to attack
 Swallowing the fluttering light behind my eyes
 The ability to hold my own weight has been compromised
 Drooling and dripping, irreversible and imprinting
 And I'm hollow
 Yes I'm hollow like a Bird Bone