There’s a house on a hill with a thief inside And he’s looking for a coat that’ll fit just right Why won’t you let me try them on Why won’t you let me try them on?
Childhood I’m always thinking about childhood Whoooaaa…
It happened again I can’t remember the last thing I did Blood is on my hands Screams are ringing in my ears And I’m covered in skin Blanket me in this epidermal epiphany This is my fate I am the skin thief
There’s a house on a hill Where the thief does hide With a brand new coat And it fits just right You never would let me try them on You never let me try them on
Childhood God damn you childhood
It’s happening now But I don’t ever remember the screams or the howls Death is flashing in my eyes When I’m covered in skin Blanket me in this epidermal epiphany This is my fate I am the skin thief
I once met a boy Walking alone in the snow with no coat Momma said no (Mom said no)
And that’s when I froze I just wanted clothes Mother never gave it I just needed a coat Now I make them from skin This has become my way I am the skin thief
Blanket me in this epidermal epiphany This is your face I am the skin thief Well, it tortures me Just one look in my eyes, you will see Well, this is my fate But I’m still the skin thief