Skinned

[Verse 1] I'll make a shoehorn outta your shin I'll make a lampshade of durable skin And, oh, don't you know that I'm always feeling able When I'm sitting home and I'm carving out your navel? I'm just a sitting here carving out your navel [Chorus] When will I realize that this skin I'm in, hey, it isn't mine? And when will the kill be too much meat for me to hide? [Verse 2] Hey, I could really use a couple of hands To complete one hell of a plant stand Oh, and don't you know that I'm caught here in the middle Making rib cages into coffee tables? I'm just making 'em into coffee tables [Chorus] And when will I realize that this skin I'm in, hey, it isn't mine? And when will the thrill be too much meat for me to find anymore? [Outro] Oh, because you know I can't hide, but, oh, how hard I try But this is just the shape I'm in Although I know I can't hide, but, oh, how hard I try But this is just the shape I'm in, oh yeah, oh yeah