| [00:33.57] |
Following my lust for wander everywhere I've ever been, |
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I can't escape the sound of it - the sound of my screaming skin. |
| [00:44.07] |
|
| [00:47.46] |
My skin cries. |
| [00:50.09] |
My blood sighs. |
| [00:55.87] |
I still owe some dread on this hide. |
| [00:59.74] |
Following my trust in wonder I watch the circus begin. |
| [01:03.37] |
I can't ignore the scent of it - the scent of my screaming skin. |
| [01:06.52] |
|
| [01:14.66] |
My skin cries. |
| [01:16.53] |
My blood sighs. |
| [01:20.91] |
I still owe some dread on this hide. |
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|
| [01:29.22] |
La la la la la la la. |
| [01:31.80] |
|
| [01:36.01] |
La. |
| [01:36.75] |
La la la la la la la. |
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|
| [01:39.19] |
I'm a multicellular individual. |
| [01:43.13] |
You're way out of proportion! |
| [01:46.45] |
We've got the hemodynamic connection. |
| [01:49.88] |
Don't call me germ! |
| [01:50.95] |
|
| [01:53.00] |
Allowing for my strength to muster. |
| [01:55.01] |
|
| [01:55.88] |
My losses begin to win. |
| [01:57.26] |
|
| [01:59.20] |
Tropical winds start to bluster, raising the fur on my skin. |
| [02:06.46] |
My skin cries. |
| [02:09.78] |
My spirits fly. |
| [02:13.20] |
But I still owe some dread on this hide. |
| [02:16.32] |
|
| [02:32.18] |
Oooh. |
| [02:33.12] |
Yeah! |
| [02:33.56] |
I'm a multicellular individual. |
| [02:36.05] |
You're way out of proportion! |
| [02:39.37] |
We've got the hemodynamic connection. |
| [02:40.38] |
|
| [02:43.19] |
And don't call me germ! |
| [02:46.00] |
|
| [03:27.02] |
Swallowing my pride no longer, I take the forbidden sun. |
| [03:32.34] |
|
| [03:33.46] |
If I have been sculpted by hunger, I'm not the only one. |
| [03:38.96] |
|
| [03:40.46] |
My skin cries. |
| [03:44.16] |
My blood sighs. |
| [03:47.66] |
I still owe some dread on this hide of mine. |
| [03:52.04] |
|
| [03:55.99] |
La la la la la la la. |
| [03:58.24] |
|
| [03:59.37] |
La la la la. |
| [04:00.99] |
|
| [04:02.66] |
La la la la la la la la. |
| [04:06.54] |
I'm a multicellular individual. |
| [04:10.23] |
You're way out of proportion, ah ha! |
| [04:14.04] |
We've got the hemodynamic connection. |
| [04:16.47] |
|
| [04:17.11] |
Don't call me germ! |
| [04:19.29] |
|
| [04:34.31] |
My skin cries. |
| [04:36.12] |
|
| [04:37.21] |
My spirit flies. |
| [04:40.86] |
But I still owe some dread on this hide. |
| [04:44.99] |
|
| [04:45.99] |
My skin cries. |
| [04:48.99] |
|
| [04:50.34] |
My blood sighs. |
| [04:53.77] |
And I still owe some dread on this hide of mine. |
| [04:58.27] |
|
| [05:00.27] |
My spirit flies. |
| [05:02.52] |
|
| [05:03.21] |
My blood sighs. |
| [05:05.96] |
|
| [05:07.28] |
And I still owe some dread on this hide of mine. |
| [05:11.02] |
|
| [05:14.65] |
My skin cries. |
| [05:16.78] |
My spirit flies. |
| [05:19.84] |
But I still owe some dread on this hide. |
