My spine is home... My spine is home Down in the basement I don't need it here I feel uncomfortably When I overdress I feel mentall mess! My spine is home, in the basement I don't need it here, I feel uncomfortably When I overdress myself The spine is stiff and hot like a hell It stops many of my motions Spine keeps me in devotion That bone still keeps me plumb But I like the level on the ground... Stone in my chest - colder than ice Terrible style Stone in my chest, cold as an ice I cannot rock easy Skeleton limits my range At least I don't need to bow I don't need to bend for a change And when I gotta wear it To come in the limestone cage I'm sitting in the bony prison I'm looking through the bars-bones - hey Stone in my chest - colder than ice Terrible style Stone in my chest, cold as an ice Stone in my chest - colder than ice Terrible style Stone in my chest, cold as an ice I'm cracking when I'm moving I'm rattling when I'm starting to lie I'm smoking when I'm unfaithful... When I drink - I'm loosing style... I keep this armour home In special, concrete case I keep this armour home In special, concrete case