Lyrics
(Call me Mr. Rattlebone)
(Call me Mr. Rattlebone)
(Call me Mr. Rattlebone)
(Call me Mr. Rattlebone)
You're like the calmest
Slit to my neck
Bring me in closer
Spruce up my soul and you fill it with coal
Then you douse it in lava
Chained to my desk
Beckoning nausea
Desperately chosen from a crowd of one, and I, I
Call me Mr. Rattlebone
Holy Ghost who haunts your home
They don't know you like I know
Call me Mr. Rattlebone
That's right, fuck all the drama
I'll be your muse
Now take what I offer
Straight up the nose, down the throat
It's a bearable bruise on your conscious
But don't it feel good?
Don't you feel calmer?
I am the way and the life in the best looking truth
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Call me Mr. Rattlebone
Holy Ghost who haunts your home
They don't know you like I know
Call me Mr. Rattlebone
I am the driver, I am the shadow, and I am the hearse
I am the driver, I am the shadow, and I am the hearse
I am the driver, I am the shadow, and I am the hearse
I am the driver, I am the shadow, and I am the hearse
I am the driver, I am the shadow, and I am the hearse
I am the driver, I am the shadow, and I am the hearse
I am the driver, I am the shadow, and I am the hearse
I am the driver, I am the shadow, and I am the hearse
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