Skillet - Under My Skin Lyrics
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Under My Skin
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What Are The Lyrics For Under My Skin By Skillet?
When I feel you close to me
It's easy to believe To the depths and back again To find that I'm still needing Feel the fear dissipate When you are everything you are Feel my soul come awake You carry me away When I hurt, when I bleed You're holding me Feel you scratching at the surface Under my skin Under my skin Oh, under my skin Oh, under my skin Oh the sweet serenity I'm beautifully addicted You are more than I can take I crave you undiluted You calm the ache, I come awake When you are everything you are Feel the fear dissipate You carry me away When I hurt, when I bleed You're holding me Feel you scratching at the surface Under my skin Under my skin Oh, under my skin Oh, under my skin Oh, yeah Could I be lost Could I disappear Could I be lost Would you find me here? Could I be lost in a secret place? Could I rest in the shadow of your face Oh the sweet (Could I be lost, could I disapper?) Serenity (Could I be lost, would you find me here?) Beautifully (Could I be lost in a secret place?) A part of me (Could I rest in the shadow of your face?) When I hurt, when I bleed You're holding me Feel you scratching at the surface Under my skin Under my skin Oh, under my skin Oh, under my skin Oh, under my skin Oh, under my skin |
Who Wrote Under My Skin By Skillet?
Alexander Greenwald, Jason Schwartzmann
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What's The Duration Of The Under My Skin By Skillet?The duration of Under My Skin is 4:06 minutes and seconds. |
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