Skinned

I'll make a shoehorn outta your shin I'll make a lampshade of durable skin And oh, don't you know that I'm always feelin' able When I'm sittin' home and I'm carving out your navel im just a sittin' here carving out your navel When will I realize that

Whatever starts in my head Will stay with me to the end A pleasant life , I don't wan't And I'm planning my descent All around without you Run around without you Breathing in my cold Don't want in you want to know The wind is like a bitter plan No-on

Skinned from within I'm infected Toxic locked in Rejected spreading thin Turn it all around Diffusing scene Re-arranging Stronger than all As my fortune sets in Twenty-five pounds that were weighing me down Pounds of restlessness Had to kill the inno