Native Kinds - Bones

Beautiful, can I know do you know how to ride real slow and can you sin with a grin do you know where the bad girls go? Yeah. Do you hate how it tastes? Do you ever think of leaving this place with me? Think about leaving town. Oh we’re leaving almost everything. Love and lust lust to dust dust and bones can’t fuck with us can’t fuck with trust we had discussed and now you know you you cant hang with us.