Dead Skin letra

You said my hands are warm
And that's probably
The only part of me
That stills alive

All my body is now made
Of cold and dead skin
All my blood keeps
Filling your heart
My liquid love keeps feeding you

And I hope
Some flesh of mine
Isn't touched
By your liar hands
So I can feel
A little less unclean

All my body is now made
Of cold and dead skin
All my blood keeps
Filling your heart
My liquid love keeps feeding you
You, you
Keeps feeding you

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