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These Borrowed Bones, I'll Make Them My Own
[verse 1]
These borrowed bones,
I'll make them my own.
I'll strip the old, paint a new coat,
and finally call them my home.
[verse2]
And when I talk,
they think you're living dead.
The shape of my hands, the slant of my eyes,
the size of my head.
[bridge]
And I know for now I'm just borrowed bones,
living in your past, you're old run down home,
but someday I'll, someday I will...
[chorus]
I'll make them my own,
these borrowed bones.
Yeah, these borrowed bones,
I'll bleach them white, to a brand new sight,
and call them my own.
[verse3]
And when I talk,
they'll know who I am.
And when I smile,
they won't say you're name.
[outro]
These bones of mine,
they'll stand up straight,
someday.
These Borrowed Bones, I'll Make Them My Own
[verse 1]
These borrowed bones,
I'll make them my own.
I'll strip the old, paint a new coat,
and finally call them my home.
[verse2]
And when I talk,
they think you're living dead.
The shape of my hands, the slant of my eyes,
the size of my head.
[bridge]
And I know for now I'm just borrowed bones,
living in your past, you're old run down home,
but someday I'll, someday I will...
[chorus]
I'll make them my own,
these borrowed bones.
Yeah, these borrowed bones,
I'll bleach them white, to a brand new sight,
and call them my own.
[verse3]
And when I talk,
they'll know who I am.
And when I smile,
they won't say you're name.
[outro]
These bones of mine,
they'll stand up straight,
someday.