Bones
Lea Porcelain Lyrics


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Riding in the limousine watching rocket power
Time moving slow, a million blunts a hundred hours
All the windows down rolling wraps full of flowers
I light the match, I light the end
Smoke it like my Prowler
Murals on the wall
Stained glass ceilings
Marble floor walking
Making money for my children
Statues made of me, in the living room
Water fountains full of syrup
Spitting neck full of jewels

I'm getting high
I'm laying low
I'm rolling up my blunts

I'm getting high




I'm laying low
I'm Kreepin in the Kut

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Lea Porcelain's song Bones depict a scene of excess and indulgence as the singer travels in a limousine, smoking blunt after blunt and enjoying the luxuries of wealth. The description of the surroundings becomes increasingly opulent, with murals on the walls, stained glass ceilings and statues made in the singer's likeness. Yet, amidst this display of wealth, there is a hint of melancholy as the singer mentions making money for their children, suggesting a sense of responsibility and perhaps regret at the cost of this lifestyle.


The chorus, "I'm getting high, I'm laying low, I'm rolling up my blunts, I'm Kreepin in the Kut," captures the mood of the song, with a sense of hedonism and a desire to escape into the pleasures of the moment. The repetition of "getting high" and "laying low" reinforces the sense of indulgence and relaxation, while the phrase "Kreepin in the Kut" suggests a sense of secrecy or a desire to hide away.


Overall, the song Bones paints a vivid picture of a world of excess and hedonism, with a bittersweet undercurrent suggesting a sense of disillusionment with this lifestyle.


Line by Line Meaning

Riding in the limousine watching rocket power
Savoring the journey, enjoying the ride while indulging in the power of weed


Time moving slow, a million blunts a hundred hours
High on weed, time seems to be at a standstill and it feels like a million blunts have been smoked in just a hundred hours


All the windows down rolling wraps full of flowers
Feeling the breeze, smoking weed wrapped in bright and colorful papers


I light the match, I light the end
Lighting the matchstick and watching the flame take over the end of the blunt


Smoke it like my Prowler
Smoking the weed like a passionate owner drives his Prowler car


Murals on the wall
Artistic depictions on the walls


Stained glass ceilings
Beautiful and colorful glass ceilings that create an ethereal atmosphere


Marble floor walking
Walking on a luxurious marble floor


Making money for my children
Working hard and creating wealth to leave a comfortable legacy for the children


Statues made of me, in the living room
Proudly displaying statues of oneself in the living room as a mark of one's achievements


Water fountains full of syrup
Fountains full of sweet and thick liquid that represent the richness and sweetness of life


Spitting neck full of jewels
Wearing expensive jewelry that exudes a sense of power and luxury


I'm getting high
Expressing the act of getting stoned or intoxicated by inhaling the smoke of marijuana


I'm laying low
Maintaining a low profile and staying out of trouble while enjoying the effects of the marijuana


I'm rolling up my blunts
Rolling and preparing more weed to smoke


I'm Kreepin in the Kut
Being sneaky and furtive in hiding from others while indulging in the pleasure of smoking weed




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@LeaPorcelain

Bones

What do I care about your bones?
I will remember you as once
Or mine or anybody’s bones?
I hold you eager on the sands

And there’s destruction in that romance
I want to be the child I am
not wait in death row
but now it seems for you
So, so

Now
it seems for you
Oh


Why do I care about your bones?
I will remember you at once
Or Mine or anybody’s bones
And memories too
but bones are bones

And there’s destruction in that romance
I want to be the child I am
Not wait in death row

Now it seems for you
So, so


Your eyes if they shall glance again
Your hands grip mine and once again
When time was ripe and love come fast
And lingered on
remained alive

And there’s destruction in that romance
I want to be the child I am. Not wait in death rows
Now it seems for you?
So, so
Now it seems for you?
Oh..
Now it seems for you?

What do I care about your bones?
I will remember you at once
Or Mine or anybody’s bones
And memories too
but bones are bones.



@LeaPorcelain

Hey Guys! After all the messages we got for people looking for the lyric. Here is it. <3 Loads of Love


Bones by Lea Porcelain



What do I care about your bones?

I will remember you as once.

Or mine or anybody’s bones?

I hold you eager on the sands.

And there’s destruction in that romance.

I want to be the child I am, not wait in death rows.

Now, it seems, for you, So, so?

Now, it seems, for you, huh?



Why do I care about your bones?

I will remember you at once.

Or Mine or anybody’s bones

And memories too

but bones are bones.

And there’s destruction in that romance.

I want to be the child I am. Not wait in death rows.

Now it seems for you? Oh.

Now it seems for you, so? 

Now it seems for you?



Your eyes, if they shall glance again.

Your hands grip mine and once again.

When time was ripe and love come fast.

And lingered on, remained alive.

And there’s destruction in that romance.

I want to be the child I am. Not wait in death rows.

Now it seems for you? So, so.

Now it seems for you? Oh..

Now it seems for you?



What do I care about your bones?

I will remember you at once.

Or Mine or anybody’s bones

And memories too

but bones are bones.

And there’s destruction in that romance.

I want to be the child I am.

Not wait in death rows.

Now, it seems, for you?

Now it seems for you?



All comments from YouTube:

@svenosterloh8583

Unbelievable........this sound is awesome.....I love it ❤️

@Josh97GreenDay

I don't get why this brilliant track has so many dislikes. Lea Porcelain are fucking amazing and this track is so beautiful!

@staceynagi

Josh97GreenDay totally agree. ☺

@deeejayGeee

This is just one of many fantastic tracks by this mesmerizing band. I shall take each track into my soul until I die.

@LeaPorcelain

Bones

What do I care about your bones?
I will remember you as once
Or mine or anybody’s bones?
I hold you eager on the sands

And there’s destruction in that romance
I want to be the child I am
not wait in death row
but now it seems for you
So, so

Now
it seems for you
Oh


Why do I care about your bones?
I will remember you at once
Or Mine or anybody’s bones
And memories too
but bones are bones

And there’s destruction in that romance
I want to be the child I am
Not wait in death row

Now it seems for you
So, so


Your eyes if they shall glance again
Your hands grip mine and once again
When time was ripe and love come fast
And lingered on
remained alive

And there’s destruction in that romance
I want to be the child I am. Not wait in death rows
Now it seems for you?
So, so
Now it seems for you?
Oh..
Now it seems for you?

What do I care about your bones?
I will remember you at once
Or Mine or anybody’s bones
And memories too
but bones are bones.

@brunnomenezes3346

This is so so so beautiful. I feel like I'm surfing on the clouds. This song is like the best dream to have.

@Thompson14t

So powerful, love it

@stigmarley2698

He may not have a single hair on his head, but he raises every single hair on my body. Ethereal.

@LeaPorcelain

Hey Guys! After all the messages we got for people looking for the lyric. Here is it. <3 Loads of Love


Bones by Lea Porcelain



What do I care about your bones?

I will remember you as once.

Or mine or anybody’s bones?

I hold you eager on the sands.

And there’s destruction in that romance.

I want to be the child I am, not wait in death rows.

Now, it seems, for you, So, so?

Now, it seems, for you, huh?



Why do I care about your bones?

I will remember you at once.

Or Mine or anybody’s bones

And memories too

but bones are bones.

And there’s destruction in that romance.

I want to be the child I am. Not wait in death rows.

Now it seems for you? Oh.

Now it seems for you, so? 

Now it seems for you?



Your eyes, if they shall glance again.

Your hands grip mine and once again.

When time was ripe and love come fast.

And lingered on, remained alive.

And there’s destruction in that romance.

I want to be the child I am. Not wait in death rows.

Now it seems for you? So, so.

Now it seems for you? Oh..

Now it seems for you?



What do I care about your bones?

I will remember you at once.

Or Mine or anybody’s bones

And memories too

but bones are bones.

And there’s destruction in that romance.

I want to be the child I am.

Not wait in death rows.

Now, it seems, for you?

Now it seems for you?

@xUschiliciousx

Fuck this is what u get when u put Joy Division and The Cure in a pot.
Such an epic masterpiece. Thanks 4 making music guys!

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