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Spread Thin
02:48
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I swear that I don't miss you
I swear that I don't miss you at all
And I swear I really mean it this time
I know you're better off alone
I just wish that you were better off with me
String me out on the clothesline
On your back porch
You can leave me through the winter
Come collect me when I'm warm
Spread thin
Like your favorite lipstain
So cold against your ghostly skin
That skin that never let me in
Cried me a river and built me a bridge
And I swear I did my best to just quit thinking and get over it
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Who Are You?
03:15
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I'm seeing you
In all the wrong places
You're far from home
A raven overhead
Not to check on me
But to haunt me
And it scares me
You're wearing the skin of a person I once knew
Who are you
To let me pass through the dark room
To rot and strew?
Who are you?
Disappear
Into thin air
And its cold out here
And where have my lungs gone?
I hope you're half dead
Stuck here without a plan
You're impure
And you have a strong grasp
Who are you
To let me pass through the dark room
To rot and strew?
Who are you?
A fake
Imposter a plague
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Pass Through
02:54
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Pass through
All of the doorways
Around you
Dark dark shadows
Walk on the ceiling
Talk back to demons
They're disappearing
I lost the feeling
How do you refine
Something that is perfectly imperfect
You sway your words
Like a pocketwatch
To confuse the turnout
Listen close to my heartbeat in my throat
Staining every word with everything I shouldnt know
Walk on the ceiling
Come down
Talk back to demons
To the bottom
I'm disappearing
See me
You lost the feeling
Try to leave
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Baggage
03:36
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I'm talking in my sleep
And I'm walking barefoot down your street
You never see me
But you see your
Baggage
You know I'd never let you down
Woke up in a graveyard
With missing links and worn out wires
And I was too drunk
To know just who I'd see
And I hope you never meet the man you made me out to be
(and then just one more)
I'm just the sum of what you loved (loathed)
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Headlights
04:46
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If I saw you on the freeway
I'd crash into your car
Just to hear you say my name
So I always scan the streets
For your blood red Mercury
But you're never behind the wheel
Oh
You caught me sleeping in the backseat of my car
I don't want to wake up, leave the headlights off
I'm sleeping with my clothes on
On cigarettes receipts
In the middle of your street
Oh
I need someone to miss
When I'm all alone
On the road
I need an anchor
I need a reason
For me to come back home
Im sleeping with my clothes on
But I don't want to fall to steep
Cause that six or seven hours of you
That I don't get to see
Face down in the pavement
And I hope it rains
So I don't die dirty
Theres a holy war inside my head
And I can't tell which side has shed
More blood
So I'll just be the ground you sleep on
When you can't find your bed
Oh
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Thin Skin Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
Rock band out of Oklahoma City, OK.
Dalton
Payton
Andrew
Alex
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