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Crawl me into your second skin |
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And teach me everything |
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Second skin |
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Through your eyes a voyeur |
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Through your veils of a visionaire |
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Talk to me about those things |
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No other soul would care |
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Outcast all the colours that I still have |
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Camouflage me so I can fall and stand |
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Somewhere between an underrated angel |
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And all those citizens marked with an X-Sex |
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Second skin |
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Tissue apart and right to the heart |
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Teach me the wonders of your moral blade |
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So I can stand still while you have to kill |
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All that was yours before and now has to fade away |
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Draw me the fine line between religion and crime |
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You are one more son of God you can never be wrong |
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But aren't we all? |
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As we sit and wait |
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For the serpent to bite our very own tail |
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As I sit and wait |
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For the serpent to bite my very own tail |
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Second skin |
