At First, I See An Open Wound Infected And
Disastrous It Breathes Chaotic Catastrophe It Cries To Be
Renewed, 'Please Renew Me!' Its Tears Are The Color
Of Anger They Dry To Form A Scab To
The Touch, It′s Stiff And Resilient Underneath, The New
Skin Breathes, Yeah It's All Been Saved, With
The Exception For The Right Parts When Will We
Be New Skin? As Outwardly Cliché As It
May Seem Yes, Something Under The Surface Says, 'C′est
La Vie' There Is A Circle, It Is A
Plan Dead Skin Will Atrophy Itself To Start Again
Look Closely At The Open Wound See Past What
Covers The Surface Underneath Chaotic Catastrophe Creation Takes The
Stage, So Dead Skin Will Atrophy Itself To
Start Again Dead Skin Will Atrophy Itself To Start
Again Dead Skin Will Atrophy Itself To Start Again
It's All Been Saved, With The Exception For
The Right Parts When Will We Be New Skin?
It's All Been Seen, With The Exception For What
Could Be When Will We Be New Skin?
Until The Twentieth Century Reality Was Everything Humans Could
Touch, Smell, See, And Hear Since The Initial Publication
Of The Chart Of Electromagnetic Spectrum Humans Have Learned
That What They Can Touch, Smell, See, And Hear
Is Less Than One-millionth Of Reality Fallacious Cognitions
Spewed From Televisions Do Mold Our Decisions So Stop
And Take A Look, And You′ll See What I
See Now Now! It′s All Been Saved, With
The Exception For The Right Parts When Will We
Be New Skin? It's All Been Seen, With The
Exception For What Could Be When Will We Be
New Skin? Skin