Rawbone Ring

How can you help like that and wander where you will
I’ve been on a driving kick - it’s making me be still
I’m going home - away - glide
You told me not too tight

We holy rollers in the middle of the shit
Pointing out tired lights where self-awareness sits
It wears a raw bone ring
Can’t get it to stay with me

Now that we’re older maybe the truth will feel like silk
And you will love me still