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I shoot you with arrows,
And you grow trees out of my bones,
I’ll spawn you right back to the start,
So sing along to my skelly heart.

If I was just another rusty bone inside your head,
Would you bump and scratch me until your face got red,
If I were a normal person I would have a heart attack,
Cause you’d chase me around the world on the carts track,
And I apologize I spawned inside your fortress,
But I couldn’t help it cause the cobblestone forced us,
I’ll shoot ya shoot ya shoot ya shoot ya up until your dead,
Then I’ll stalk you and spawn you next to your bed.
If I could only find a map to make you realize,
That where you go I’ll be right next to you beside your side,
I’ll shoot you with an arrow when your head is turned away,
Then maybe you will remember all these words I say,

My heart’s so very cold,
It doesn’t beat I’ve got no soul,
I got no guts I am hollow oh oh,
I shoot you with arrows,
And you grow trees out of my bones,
I’ll spawn you right back to the start,
So sing along to my skelly heart.
Oh oh-oh, Oh oh-oh,
To my skelly heart,
Oh oh-oh, oh…..so sing along to my skelly heart,

If I was a brain-dead, slow-moving zombie
You’d kill me with your sword, unlike ghandi
You wouldn’t wait for the sun to come up
And I’d die before I could say stop
And all I ask is that you don't get mad at me
When I kill you with arrows happily
Appreciate every wood thing your friends make
You never know, you couldn’t grow wheat fast for cake
If I could only find a map to make you realize,
That where you go I’ll be right next to you beside your side,
I’ll shoot you with an arrow when your head is turned away,
Then maybe you will remember all these words I say,

My heart’s so very cold,
It doesn’t beat I’ve got no soul,
I got no guts I am hollow oh oh,
I shoot you with arrows,
And you grow trees out of my bones,
I’ll spawn you right back to the start,
So sing along to my skelly heart.
Oh oh-oh, Oh oh-oh,
To my skelly heart,
Oh oh-oh, oh…..so sing along to my skelly heart.

I’m so frustrating that it’s raping your mind,
Oh golden apples can be so hard to find
I’ll shoot your head and kill you inside the mine
Then you’ll lose all your stuff and start to whine

My heart’s so very cold,
It doesn’t beat I’ve got no soul,
I got no guts I am hollow oh oh,
I shoot you with arrows,
And you grow trees out of my bones,
I’ll spawn you right back to the start,
So sing along to my skelly heart.
Oh oh-oh, Oh oh-oh,
To my skelly heart,
Oh oh-oh, oh…..so sing along to my skelly heart,