Silversun Pickups - Skin Graph

Little lights Are over exposing the highlight Marks on the floor When aligned right Lead to the door of a place that Seemed somewhat exposed till now I’m back And punching the air A sneak attack To disrupt the smear on the laid tracks I left when I broke off the pavement I still should be the on I supose In a new skin I'm ready to spill What I'm never willing to share I disable the muscles and bones So they won't try To walk on the road Now I stand here Nothing to hide like the new born Hungry and wild But the ground I want to explore Doesn't feel like before Cause all I think about is why The skin I'm in feels ordinary The things that you might like Don't grow inside of me The skin's alive; it's leaving! The skin's alive; it's moving! The skin's alive; it's leaving! The skin's alive; it moves me I want to be next to you While you're covering, covering is soft And I try to crawl up next to you Your covering becomes leather Cause all I think about is why The skin I'm in feels ordinary The things that you might like Don't grow inside of me The skin's alive; it's leaving! The skin's alive; it's moving! The skin's alive; it's leaving! The skin's alive; it moves me