My skin ignores the longings of those who just get sad
And yet they say, they prate, come on give love a chance
Be strong, you f***, this eeriness is not going away
Put your hands on this
And now tell me about your pain, your loss, your screams, your rage
Are you really giving your kind words to this?
Hope, faith, will, strength, to hell
Wait for the clown he will sit on the swing and teach you how to let yourself free
Soon he'll be swinging by the neck
I wonder if he'll keep that smile on his face
Don't you worry about me
My skin also protects me from wanting your life
I'll just walk round and round
So I'll never ignore the appointment with time
And yet they say, they prate, come on give love a chance
Be strong, you f***, this eeriness is not going away
Put your hands on this
And now tell me about your pain, your loss, your screams, your rage
Are you really giving your kind words to this?
Hope, faith, will, strength, to hell
Wait for the clown he will sit on the swing and teach you how to let yourself free
Soon he'll be swinging by the neck
I wonder if he'll keep that smile on his face
Don't you worry about me
My skin also protects me from wanting your life
I'll just walk round and round
So I'll never ignore the appointment with time