Skin — Breaking Benjamin

Well I know you dont know the reason

And its cold, a sign of the season

cause youre old, and battered and beaten

And well grow, til we hit the ceiling, yeah

Chorus

Oh we better, get away

Send a letter, bombs away

Youre covered in my skin

I couldnt imagine anyone else

Come up for the weekend

I couldnt imagine why you would save yourself

Well its gone and its not returning

And your clothes and pictures are burning

cause youre old, and battered and beaten

And well grow, til we hit the ceiling, yeah

Chorus X 3