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Nathalie Merchant - My Skin

take a look at my body
look at my hands
there`s so much here
that I don`t understand

your face saving promises
whispered like prayers
I don`t need them
I don`t need them

I`ve been treated so wrong
I`ve been treated so long
as if I`m becoming untouchable

contempt loves the silence
it thrives in the dark
with fine winding tendrils
that strangle the heart

they say that promises
sweeten the blow
but I don`t need them
no, I don`t need them


I`ve been treated so wrong
I`ve been treated so long
as if I`m becoming untouchable

I`m a slow dying flower
frost killing hour
the sweet turning sour
and untouchable

o, I need
the darkness
the sweetness
the sadness
the weakness
I need this

I need
a lullaby
a kiss goodnight
angel sweet
love of my life
o, I need this

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