My Skin

Take a look at my body,look at my handsthere's so much here that I don't understandYour face saving promises,whispered like prayersI don't need them.

I've been treated so wrongI've been cheated so long as if I'm becoming untouchable...

Well, contempt loves the silenceit thrives in the dark,the fine winding tendrils that strangle the heartThey say that promises sweeten the blowbut I don't need them... no I don't need them.

I've been treated so wrong,I've been cheated so long as if I'm becoming untouchableI'm a slow dying flowerI'm the frost killing hoursweet turning sour& untouchable.

ooh I needthe darkness,the sweetness,the sadness,the weakness,ooh I need this.Need a lullabye,a kiss goodnight,angel, sweet love of my lifeooh I need this

I'm a slow dying flowerfrost killing hourthe sweet turning sour& untouchable

Do you remember the way that you touched me before,all the trembling sweetnessI loved and adored...Your face saving promiseswhispered like prayers.I don't need them.

I need the darkness,the sweetness,the sadness,the weakness,ooh I need this.I need a lullabyea kiss goodnight,angel, sweet love of my lifeooh I need thisWell, is it dark enough,can you see me?do you want me?can you reach me?or I'm leaving...you better shut your mouthand hold your breathyou kiss me now,you catch your deathoh I mean this...oh I mean this...