Imaginary Skin Songtext
von MouthBreather

Cigarette burns back of my neck
Fed like a dog you′d want to forget
Found god in a basement chair
With shit on my legs I don't care

Carving my skin
Fictional sin
Carving my skin
Glued to the floor
Carving my skin
Fictional sin
Carving my skin
Down down down

Incurable as I am
Color fades and we′ve only began
One last word vibrates within
Down down down down


Carving my skin
Fictional sin
Carving my skin
Glued to the floor
Midnight midnight midnight
I'm a religious site
Now both my hands are tied
This is how I'm going to die
Cling to an inch of life
Mutilated with design
You try to die
You try to die

You try to die
You try to die
You try to die
You try to die
You try to die

Midnight
Hands tied
No reply
This is how I die
This is how I die