Il testo della Skin

Access my mind,
Humour me, you act so precious,
You speak out of season,
You make your flag your only reason.

I don't know if you changed since then,
But i know your tricks, i think you're still sick,
Would i be no more than you,
If i tear your signs off and make your boots soft?

Exit your ways,
Essentialise all your memories,
Pick up your cross
Keep your fields green, keep your daydreams

I don't know if you changed since then,
But i know your tricks, i think you're still sick,
Would i be no more than you,
If i tear your signs off and make your boots soft?