‘Bones Exposed’ es el nuevo video de la banda de rock de California Of Mice and Men (conocidos como Of Mice & Men) y podrás verlo a continuación.
La canción es extraída del tercer álbum de estudio del quinteto estadounidense, titulado “Restoring Force” que ya ha vendido más de 50 mil copias en el país norteamericano, haciendo su debut en la cuarta posición de Billboard Hot 200.
El CD llegó a las tiendas durante la última semana de enero, concretamente el día 28.
El disco sucesor de “The Flood” ha sido grabado en los estudios House Of Loud de Nueva Jersey y produciso por David Bendeth (ya colaborador de PARAMORE, PAPA ROACH, A DAY TO REMEMBER, BREAKING BENJAMIN).
En el video de ‘Bones Exposed’ es posible ver a todos los integrantes de Of Mice and Men, es decir: Austin Carlile (voz), Alan Ashby (guitarra), Valentino Arteaga (bateria), Aaron Pauley (bajo y coros) y Phil Manansala (guitarra rítmica).
A continuación, la letra de “Bones Exposed”
It’s like loving a lion that cannot be tamed,
I snap at the thought or the sound of your name.
Pulling teeth from my stomach,
you’ve been eaten alive.
My blood fills your lungs,
my soul, your inside.
My feet they stand on ashes,
from the fires that you’ve made.
Burning bridges,
just to save your face.
If I say I wouldn’t be hostile,
could you say you would do the same?
If we’re all made just a little bit broken,
tell me who is to blame?
I’m sensing a feeling picking wounds of regret,
that left alone there’s no scarring ill dig & ill dig,
scratching & itching ill keep biting my lip,
from this pain that I’m feeling,
picking wounds of regret.
A cut cannot heal,
unless you leave it alone.
I’ll open mine daily,
leaving bones exposed.
If I say I wouldn’t be hostile,
could you say you would do the same?
If we’re all made just a little bit broken,
tell me who is to blame?
Standing on ashes from the fires you’ve made,
burning your bridges just to save your face.
Wounds of regret.
If I say I wouldn’t be hostile,
could you say you would do the same?
If we’re all made just a little bit broken,
tell me who is to blame?
We’re broken, imperfect,
we were all made the same.
We’re broken, imperfect,
we are all to blame.
