Silversun Pickups - Skin Graph
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
A sneak attack
To disrupt the smear on the laid tracks
I left when I broke off the pavement
I still should be on I suppose
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
With 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 your covering, covering is soft
And I try to crawl up next to you
Your covering becomes 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