| There's something moving under your skin | |
| I saw it creeping in there | |
| It eats you slowly from within | |
| I watch you growing thinner | |
| Your blood is thick and sticky red | |
| All over those fingers | |
| They've warned you as it drains away | |
| But you don't listen | |
| Intent on living a lie | |
| Shame you | |
| There must be vaseline on your limbs | |
| Do you see everything in restraint? | |
| It leaves a black and dirty trail | |
| You won't recover | |
| And bleeds you dry then moves away | |
| To find another | |
| With teeth and talons in your neck | |
| You look for bidding | |
| And as it takes all it can get | |
| You say that's giving | |
| Intent on living a lie | |
| Shame you | |
| There must be vaseline on your limbs | |
| Do you see everything in restraint? | |
| There must be vaseline on your limbs | |
| Do you see everything in restraint? | |
| There's something moving under your skin | |
| I saw it creeping in there | |
| It eats you slowly from within | |
| I watch you growing thinner | |
| Your blood is thick and sticky red | |
| All over those fingers | |
| They've warned you as it drains away | |
| But you don't listen | |
| Intent on living a lie | |
| Shame you | |
| There must be vaseline on your limbs | |
| Do you see everything in restraint? | |
| There must be vaseline on your limbs | |
| Do you see everything in restraint? |