I wear my skin

I wear my skin like it’s not a problem
Or is it a problem for you?
My past writes the page I walk on
Today writes the past for

I wage my war in the name of living
Or is it the killing you choose?
The pill is a bright condition
The pain but the souls I use
(Night comes in, night comes in)

I, I wish you happiness
I, I wish you all success I do
Time will bring you many things
Life will bring you all good things

I wear my skin like it’s not a problem
Or is it a problem for you?
My past writes the page I walk on
Today writes the past for

I wage my war in the name of living
Or is it the killing you choose?
The pill is a bright condition
The pain but the souls I use
(The pain but the souls I, the pain but the souls) I wish you well; my mind is made up for me
I see your hell; my mind is made up to be
I know your pain; my mind is made up for me
I see your hate; my mind is made up to be

Punch back punch back
You’re so fuc*** easy, punch back throw
Punch back punch back
You’re so fuc*** easy, punch back throw

Punch back punch back
You’re so fuc*** easy, punch back throw
Punch back punch back
You’re so fuc*** easy, punch back

I wear my skin like it’s not a problem
Or is it a problem for you?
My past writes the page I walk on
Today writes the past for

I wage my war in the name of living
Or is it the killing you choose?
The pill is a bright condition
The pain but the souls I use