Frontier(s) - Bones Lyrics

We tape the conversation/we tape the wrong we tape in red revolution
We send in love our anger/we send in love the warm of days
You rating bones will set it of
You rating bones will wake the dead
You rating bones won't save you
You rating bones could wake the dead
We send the loved to wastelands/we warm of storms the never come revolution
We council wrongs to robbers/connect the graves to doctors paid revolution
Hear the bones on the street
Rattle on ratting
Rattle on