Works on Paper
Without the skin, here beneath the storm
2023
I am too connected to you
To slip away, to fade away
Days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me
And considerately killing me
Considerately killing me
Considerately killing me
Considerately killing me
Without the skin, here beneath the storm
Under these tears, now
The walls came down
Once the snake is drowned and
As I look in his eyes
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of those times
I could have cried then
I should have cried then
As the walls come down and
As I look in your eyes
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of the times
I have died
And will die
It's all right
Tool - H.