My Skin – Natalie MerchantBy Take a look at my bodyLook at my handsThere’s so much hereThat I don’t understandYour face-saving promisesWhispered like prayersI don’t need them‘Cause I’ve been treated so wrongI’ve been treated so longAs if I’m becoming untouchableWell, contempt loves the silenceIt thrives in the darkWith fine winding tendrilsThat strangle the heartThey say that promisesSweeten the blowBut I don’t need themNo, I don’t need themI’ve been treated so wrongI’ve been treated so longAs if I’m becoming untouchableI’m a slow-dying flowerI’m a frost-killing hourSweet turning sourAnd untouchableOh, I needThe darknessThe sweetnessThe sadnessThe weaknessOh, I need thisI needA lullabyA kiss goodnightAngel-sweet love of my lifeOh, I need thisI’m a slow-dying flowerFrost-killing hourThe sweet turning sourAnd untouchableDo you remember the wayThat you touched me before?All the trembling sweetnessI loved and adored?Your face-saving promisesWhispered like prayersI don’t need themI needThe darknessThe sweetnessThe sadnessThe weaknessI need thisI needA lullabyA kiss goodnightAngel-sweet love of my lifeOh, I need thisWell, is it dark enough?Can you see me?Do you want me?Can you reach me?Or I’m leavingBetter shut your mouthAnd hold your breathYou kiss me nowYou catch your deathOh, I mean thisOh, I need this www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20