Skin

I'll wear your skin,
I'll wear it thin,
a thousand times
yea.

When you're away
I lose your smell,
its musk
turns to dust
inside the
sun.

I'll wear your skin,
I'll wear it thin
a thousand times
yea.

And here I chase
a heart full of
flies,
I break its shell
of modern
disguise.

I'll wear your skin,
I'll wear it thin
a thousand times
yea.

A rusty rope from
your bottle of
trust,
I soak it with blood,
as I
take hold
within our blue
sun
I try to be
bold.

I'll wear your skin,
I'll wear it thin
a thousand times
yea.

I'll stick the pins
along your skin
until
I can,
wear
it
thin
a thousand times
yea.