[00:15.45]Raise my veins up beneath the surface
[00:19.29]Nerves are shaking out the red to black
[00:23.58]You stare at my face until I pull away
[00:27.21]And veil my eyes
[00:28.32]With the words you say
[00:30.09]The faceless call and pull me
[00:32.91]In the depths of desire...
[00:33.51]Can't tell if it's real or manufactured
[00:42.60]Exoskeleton with bones un-fractured
[00:47.46]Rubbery layers stretch over my body
[00:49.38]Feel a tight seal fit so perfectly
[00:51.36]The shapes and colours
[00:51.81]Fit the ideal image of attire...
[00:54.18]I find myself with the pretty
[00:54.81]Face of a liar
[01:03.33]Not my skin but wearing it feels so right
[01:28.11]There's no fake like asphalt
[01:56.31]I will not take a shaming anymore
[02:03.60]My blood is stronger than it was before
[02:06.15]Tell me that all my ideals are wrong
[02:13.59]Say that all my thoughts are so far gone
[02:44.10]Tell me that all my ideals are wrong
[02:52.41]Say that all my thoughts are so far gone
[03:09.09]So far gone
[03:44.25]Fighting all your plastic
[03:46.29]Hands surrounding me
[03:48.03]Desperate to grip my integrity
[03:52.62]Under my skin as
[03:53.79]I'm bleeding innocence
[03:55.80]Squeezing life until
[03:57.60]There's only ignorance
[04:00.54]I fade in this shell until I expire...
[04:02.91]Trapped in a sense
[04:03.27]With the ugly face of a liar
[04:12.75]Not my skin but wearing
[04:20.67]It feels so right
[04:28.11]Plush and perfect you
[04:28.74]Are woven into my lies
[04:29.76]Not my skin this is covering up my eyes
[04:38.97]The faceless call so shallow
[04:41.37]Buried in my designs
[04:46.86]There's no ground in asphalt

Raise my veins up beneath the surface
Nerves are shaking out the red to black
You stare at my face until I pull away
And veil my eyes
With the words you say
The faceless call and pull me
In the depths of desire...
Can't tell if it's real or manufactured
Exoskeleton with bones un-fractured
Rubbery layers stretch over my body
Feel a tight seal fit so perfectly
The shapes and colours
Fit the ideal image of attire...
I find myself with the pretty
Face of a liar
Not my skin but wearing it feels so right
There's no fake like asphalt
I will not take a shaming anymore
My blood is stronger than it was before
Tell me that all my ideals are wrong
Say that all my thoughts are so far gone
Tell me that all my ideals are wrong
Say that all my thoughts are so far gone
So far gone
Fighting all your plastic
Hands surrounding me
Desperate to grip my integrity
Under my skin as
I'm bleeding innocence
Squeezing life until
There's only ignorance
I fade in this shell until I expire...
Trapped in a sense
With the ugly face of a liar
Not my skin but wearing
It feels so right
Plush and perfect you
Are woven into my lies
Not my skin this is covering up my eyes
The faceless call so shallow
Buried in my designs
There's no ground in asphalt