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Shed Your Skin

	作曲 : Moulster, Powell, Yorke
	Tomorrow you could be reborn.
	Then an explosional sensation
	Is that what you want?
	Sight and taste and sound.
	Burning up your newborn babies self?
	Shed your skin.
	Maybe it'd do you a service.
	Underneath you know that it'd mean nothing to me.
	Tomorrow you could be reborn.
	Seize the opportunity.
	Maybe useless friends
	Always dragged you down.
	Mirrors always break in your resolve.
	Shed your skin.
	Maybe it'd do you a service.
	But underneath you know that it'd mean nothing to me.
	Nothing (m----) a need to be hidden.
	No one crowds you out.
	Shed your skin.
	Maybe it'd do you a service.
	But underneath you know that it'd mean nothing to me.
	Nothing beats the one you were given.
	No one crowds you out.

	zuò qǔ : Moulster, Powell, Yorke
	Tomorrow you could be reborn.
	Then an explosional sensation
	Is that what you want?
	Sight and taste and sound.
	Burning up your newborn babies self?
	Shed your skin.
	Maybe it' d do you a service.
	Underneath you know that it' d mean nothing to me.
	Tomorrow you could be reborn.
	Seize the opportunity.
	Maybe useless friends
	Always dragged you down.
	Mirrors always break in your resolve.
	Shed your skin.
	Maybe it' d do you a service.
	But underneath you know that it' d mean nothing to me.
	Nothing m a need to be hidden.
	No one crowds you out.
	Shed your skin.
	Maybe it' d do you a service.
	But underneath you know that it' d mean nothing to me.
	Nothing beats the one you were given.
	No one crowds you out.