Crossfade - Dead Skin Lyrics
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Dead Skin
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What Are The Lyrics For Dead Skin By Crossfade?
So I'm the king of all these things
Of this mess I have made Such a waste, what a shame My whole life is a fake Well I'm a bore, and I'm sure I'm a thorn inside of you That has torn at you for years The alcohol, the Demerol These things never could replace What a minute with you could do To put a smile on my face I'm a bore, and I'm sure I'm a thorn inside of you That has torn at me for years I can't get out of this dead skin I can't shed my skin Not sure where to begin I can't get under my dead skin I can't shed my skin Can I sleep 'til then? Phenobarbital and alcohol These two surely will do To knock me out, keep me down At least a day or two When I'm awake, I can taste How bitter I've become And it's more than I can bear Some days, I pray Someone will blow me away Make it quick, but let it burn So I can feel my life fade Well I'm a waste, and I can taste How bitter I've become And it's more than I can bear I can't get out of this dead skin I can't shed my skin I'm not sure where to begin Why can't I begin again? I can't get under my dead skin I can't shed my skin Can I sleep 'til then? (I can't shed my skin) (I can't shed my skin) I can't get out of this dead skin I'm not sure where to begin I can't get under my dead skin Can I sleep 'til then? I can't get out of this dead skin I can't shed my skin Not sure where to begin I can't get under my dead skin I can't shed my skin Can I sleep 'til then? |
Who Wrote Dead Skin By Crossfade?
Edward Sloan
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What's The Duration Of The Dead Skin By Crossfade?The duration of Dead Skin is 3:51 minutes and seconds. |
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