more from
Ah! Duck! Collective
We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Six Dollar Bones

from We Are Our Own Saviors by Headless Relatives

/

lyrics

Made my way to the store
That always smells of incense
And browsed through all the racks
Looking for a defense
And I was strapped for cash
But I got what I could
I couldn't afford the best
I couldn't even afford the good

Just a pack of healing stones and six dollar bones

Back in my quiet room
I spread out all my tools
And whispered to the night
"Have pity on this fool."
Half a tarot deck
And some miswritten runes
Some tea leaves past their prime
Saucer cup and spoon

And a pack of healing stones and six dollar bones

But nothing happened then
And I'm no better off
No signs for me to follow
No stars to shine aloft
And I'm used to being cracked
I've never been whole
But I'm tearing at the seams
And I would sell my soul

For a pack of healing stones and six dollar bones

credits

from We Are Our Own Saviors, released February 4, 2013

license

tags

about

Headless Relatives Troy, New York

Headless Relatives play songs. These songs feature desperate individuals, bittersweet memories, and ancient Egyptian gods. Some of these songs can be found here.

contact / help

Contact Headless Relatives

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this track or account