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the 
Last time
All I know if your skin's not mine
Inside of you are you
Still there
Maybe I'm too restless to see
The void in you filled by me 

I just want

Or in the studio
And um
I'm just so proud
Of, how you are so focused
To do what you love
Shackled by his feet and hands
No village, no image, what it

fucking terrified
So I sit and watch the days go by
Getting high to kill my mind
'Coz I hate my fucking skin
Got me feeling like a mannequin
A puppet

The beast will crawl under your skin
Look out
Let the trial begin

Hell hole
What is left when the devil's cold
Hell hole
Stories die that are never told in

on sending me good vibrations
Your rays are burning through my skin
You keep on causing me sweet sensations
Forcing me to let you in
One look and I'm astounded

scared of breaking it that
You won't let it bend
And I wrote two hundred letters
I will never send
Sometimes these cuts are so much
Deeper than they seem

are nothing without you
Your touch, your skin, where do I begin?
No words can explain, the way I'm missing you
The night, this emptiness
This hole that

Discipline

Blindfold my eyes
embrace my pleasure
Force me into, submission.

My mind are alone,
in darkness and pain.
My mind are alone,
In

This is why I don't show my skin when we talk
Show your true colours, I can't guess anymore
Black and white stripes, can't turn to gold when you're

Like sunlight to the masses you are fine
Like water needeed to keep us alive
Like fire warmth giving winter light
Wanna always have you by my side

your nothing more than grains of sand
You all suppress what you are dealt by drowning out with contraband
Your crutches weak, could never handle with

I walk my fingers along your skin
And I try my best to feel again
She says I like it when you sing
The radio don't do that much for me
The words you

are you eye
Oh my my my please come over for a while i need you by my side
Am a tell you how it feels like beautiful princess i invite
Now everybody

about me doesn't change that I hate myself
Dragging myself day by day then hang my life up on the shelf
Fuck self help, drag me back down to hell
Ever

I am shedding my skin
So I can be
Myself again

While you are filling me up
So calm and clear
So full of love

I'll be walking this road
Leading me

Sometimes the day feels like night
There are moments of pain clouds taking shape
Just praying they all will go away
But Holding your hand feels so

of my being
On the warmth of my skin
In the ardor of existence itself
In the awe of knowing we all are one with everything
The beginning and the end

seduced
blissfully deaf to the sad evanescence of youth

contemporary armchairs are sunken with skin that was there
unable to justify living now nobody

pass you by

I never once looked before I jumped
They say that's just because I'm young
And when I fall down and skin my knees
I never believe that I

god.
And she wishes, she begs on her knees
Please leave me lone with my kids
And my cheeks are all swollen with these
Black marks on my skin.
You'll

an artist I look like a statue 
I carry the aura of kings from a castle 
Oily skin the same color a cashew 
You hear the thunder I'm speeding right past you

me in my eyes (I feel it coming)
Sparks are 'bout to fly
And I could say oh, oh, oh (oh oh oh)

Goosebumps rising on your skin
Got that sweat (aah)

Heatwaves, systems overload
Heatwaves, about to explode
Burning up, burning up
By the heat, is so hot, is so hot
Burning up, burning up
By the heat,

As darkness fades to light
A glimpse of morning in your eyes
You feel all too familiar, oh
Remnants of skin and bone

Are you what's left of me?