Second Skin

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    Second skin
    I think I finally feel it setting in
    Save me from this living hell
    This heart an empty shell
    This mind a shallow prison
    A menace to my health
    In solitude I dwell

    Why do we insist
    That all hope is fleeting?
    How do we reset
    When there's nothing left?
    A false idol, I've become the hand that feeds
    Making a habit of feigning misery
    I have lived so many lives
    That I cannot fucking tell which one is mine anymore
    Severing the ties, lost as I disintegrate

    Fade into the deepest depths, to the darkest black
    Until there's nothing left, there's nothing left

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    Second skin
    I think I finally feel it setting in
    Save me from this living hell
    The mask on my face
    Has finally taken over
    Forever stuck this way
    Now that I can't give it up

    I am torn apart
    Burning through my veins, born in agony
    I am torn apart
    Beneath the surface, dying within

    Carve me out, the faces blend together
    One in the same with no identity
    Occupying an empty space
    Sentenced to purgatory, stuck in obscurity
    Stuck in obscurity
    Beneath the surface, dying within

    Fade into the deepest depths, to the darkest black
    Until there's nothing left, there's nothing left
    Fade into the deepest depths, to the darkest black
    Until there's nothing left, there's nothing fucking left

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    Composición: Brian Michael Wille, Chris Wiseman, Currents y Matthew Thomas Young

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