Skin

Shame, shame on you I watch you spit on your mother’s grave Shaved, shave there too Where you came from your mother In life, lies lay on the side of fools To wear the skin of a foal A newborn blood A newborn truth Who could blend into summer's fall Back out in winter's wall Skin What you wear Is a foal Is a half bare Skin Is a life As in sin Is a half lie Skin Who you dare To see fall To see nowhere Skin Press the knife Make a wish Meet me halfway there Meet me halfway there Meet me halfway there Meet me halfway there Meet me halfway When I fall out of this life I fall in, into skin Skin What you wear Is a foal Is a half bare Skin Is a life As in sin Is a half lie Skin Who you dare To see fall To see nowhere Skin Press the knife Make a wish Meet me halfway there