SWEET CRUDE
Skin
Wind blows, wind blows
She will steal the breath right out of your nose
Sunshine sunshine
I want you to be mine all mine all mine, all mine
Whose skin am I in?
It isn’t mine anymore
Whose skin am I in?
It isn’t mine anymore
It isn’t mine
These fingertips
Are tearing down the old walls brick by brick
My own two feet
Are I all need to keep me moving on, oh
Whose skin am I in?
It isn’t mine anymore
Whose skin am I in?
It isn’t mine anymore
It isn’t mine
I guess but i’m not really sure
I’m blessed but I’m not really pure
I’m testing out a brand new cure
I got thunder in my thighs and x-ray eyes
Starting today
I’m chasing the demons away
I’m looking for real, looking for raw,
Looking to listen to someone with something to say
Starting today
I’m peeling the plastic away
I’m looking for confidence, competence, confluence, common sense, a contradiction to the commonplace
Whose skin am I in?
It isn’t mine anymore
It isn’t mine