Skin

I'm like a soldier
with no cause to fight
Playing with bar boys
To test you jst right

I watch your features
I check for a sign
Of some kind of failure
Then I feel sublime

Now I know I have to live without you
I can only bend so far
|guess it's time to make some moves
without you
Now you've gone and trashed my heart

Solid demeanor
I look good a feat
Still I'm too vicous
To take on defeat

Yeas I hear
You don't feel this anymore
I see
Ther's nothing to belive in amymore
Just two snitches on heat
Stil avoiding the grief
Because it felt so hard