Il testo della Skinned

Blind Melon

I'll make a shoehorn outta your shin
I'll make a lampshade of durable skin
And, oh, don't you know that i'm always feelin' able
When i'm sittin' home and i'm carving out your navel?
I'm just a sittin' here carving out your navel

When will i realize that this skin i'm in? hey, it isn't mine
And when will the kill be too much meat for me to hide on?

Hey, i could really use a couple of hands
To complete one hell of a plant stand
Oh, and don't you know that i'm caught here in the middle
Making rib cages into coffee tables?
I'm just makin' em into coffee tables

And when will i realize that this skin i'm in? hey, it isn't mine
And when will the thrill be too much meat for me to find anymore?

Oh, because you know i can't hide but oh how hard i try
But this is just the shape i'm in
Although i know i can't hide but, oh, how hard i try
But this is just the shape i'm in, oh yeah, oh yeah