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