Skin Shed Part III
Argyle Park
I see no answer,
I see no answer,
I see no answer,
I see no answer.
I see no answer...
I see no answer,
I should've known,
I see no answer,
Aggression in store,
I see no answer,
One of your own,
I see no answer,
Comes to a halt.
Leave me what I am: a mere shell of a man,
Stripped of integrity, I come at your command.
Now it's the time for suffering, to shed the skin to which you cling,
A relic of my everything is all you've left to hold,
Now it's the time for suffering, to shed the skin to which you cling,
A relic of my everything is all you've left to hold,
Now it's the time for suffering, to shed the skin to which you cling,
To shed the skin to which you cling, to shed the skin to which you cling.
To shed the skin to which you cling.