Screaming Females - Treacher Collins Lyrics

Eighteen hours I tooled the worst
Getting older could bounce back best
Nothing could prepare you for this

Since my blood was stolen
My heart has been dying

My bones are my teachers
But I have none
D.U. birth defects emit
And bombs
Your young gas masked task force
Stomp them out
My bones are my teachers
But I have none

Love was made for all high school queens
And their faces angle in seams
You can watch it all on T.V.

My bones are my teachers
But I have none
If skin sheds I'm worthless
So hide your sons
My void is my person
A heart to home
Visit and you'll find yourself alone