Little lights
 Are over exposing the highlight
 Marks on the floor
 When aligned right
 Lead to the door of a place that
 Seemed somewhat exposed till now

 I’m back
 And punching the air
 sneak attack
 To [bad word] the smear on the laid tracks
 I left when I broke off the pavement
 I still should be the on I supose

 In a new skin I'm ready to spill
 What I'm never willing to share
 I disable the muscles and bones
 So they won't try
 To walk on the road

 Now I stand here
 Nothing to hide like the new born
 Hungry and wild
 But the ground I want to explore
 Doesn't feel like before

 Cause all I think about is why
 The skin I'm in feels ordinary
 The things that you might like
 Don't grow inside of me

 The skin's alive; it's leaving!
 The skin's alive; it's moving!
 The skin's alive; it's leaving!
 The skin's alive; it moves me

 I want to be next to you
 While you're covering, covering is soft
 And I try to crawl up next to you
 Your covering [bad word] leather

 Cause all I think about is why
 The skin I'm in feels ordinary
 The things that you might like
 Don't grow inside of me

 The skin's alive; it's leaving!
 The skin's alive; it's moving!
 The skin's alive; it's leaving!
 The skin's alive; it moves me