No Bones

Anything we should know about your change? -- My mind is a colour to get out my mouth
 My tongue is a pill that i can't spit out

 Make no bones, about it
 We're older now, than i like to admit

 My midnight image casts no shadow
 An overturned city as our grass will grow(?)

 Make no bones, about it
 We're older now, than i like to admit

 Suppose it's the right time
 Suppose it's the right time
 Suppose it's the right time
 Suppose it's the right time

 Suppose it's the right time
 Suppose it's the right time
 Suppose it's the right time
 Suppose it's the right time

 Each steps on a snake fills my lungs(?)
 Hallow suit by slip of the tongue(?)
 No bones no turning back i
 She knows me better than i
 No blots no [bad word] it's energy wasted

 Make no bones, about it
 We're older now, than i like to admit

 Suppose it's the right time
 Suppose it's the right time
 Suppose it's the right time
 Suppose it's the right time