Skin
Here I am now
This is where I always come
The same chair
The same room
Where are all these lonely people from?
Some are here to take the ink
And some to just observe
These painted souls like us
And wish they had the nerve
In and out the needle goes
Picture of a snake around a rose
Like the ones you gave
Quick to bloom, but this will never fade
God, it stings like hell
With all the stories words could never tell
All that might have been
Just another picture on my skin
There's a doctor
Guess he must be on his break
And the tattoo that he's got
Took as long as this one
That I've spent a lifetime to make
Funny what we'll do to keep a memory alive
Such a stupid thing
To be remembered by
In and out the needle goes
Picture of a snake around a rose
Like the ones you gave
Quick to bloom, but this will never fade
God, it stings like hell
With all the stories words could never tell
All that might have been
Just another picture on my skin
On my skin
In and out the needle goes
Picture of a snake around a rose
Like the ones you gave
Quick to bloom, but this will never fade
God, it stings like hell
With all the stories words could never tell
All that might have been
Just another picture on my skin
In and out the needle goes
Picture of a snake around a rose
Like the ones you gave
Quick to bloom, but this will never fade
And only God knows when
And why each time another story ends
Another tale begins
To join the other pictures on my skin
After all, it's just a little skin
This is where I always come
The same chair
The same room
Where are all these lonely people from?
Some are here to take the ink
And some to just observe
These painted souls like us
And wish they had the nerve
In and out the needle goes
Picture of a snake around a rose
Like the ones you gave
Quick to bloom, but this will never fade
God, it stings like hell
With all the stories words could never tell
All that might have been
Just another picture on my skin
There's a doctor
Guess he must be on his break
And the tattoo that he's got
Took as long as this one
That I've spent a lifetime to make
Funny what we'll do to keep a memory alive
Such a stupid thing
To be remembered by
In and out the needle goes
Picture of a snake around a rose
Like the ones you gave
Quick to bloom, but this will never fade
God, it stings like hell
With all the stories words could never tell
All that might have been
Just another picture on my skin
On my skin
In and out the needle goes
Picture of a snake around a rose
Like the ones you gave
Quick to bloom, but this will never fade
God, it stings like hell
With all the stories words could never tell
All that might have been
Just another picture on my skin
In and out the needle goes
Picture of a snake around a rose
Like the ones you gave
Quick to bloom, but this will never fade
And only God knows when
And why each time another story ends
Another tale begins
To join the other pictures on my skin
After all, it's just a little skin
Credits
Writer(s): Eric M. Bazilian, Monica Kristina Starck
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