Strapping Young Lad - Skin Me lyrics

Sit here Blue light Washed out Borrowed Pin me up and boil Welcome to the wrong ...skin me... Silent filter s**s in the resting Whipping Children Posture frozen god. Hungry muted nations ...skin me... It's just a feeling I have It's like a feeling of d**h You can't be in it for the cash You must be in it for life And if your houses I need And if the payment is real And if your mind is at ease That is the d**h of music.