Always kept my secrets wrapped in pain
I've rarely felt the calm before the storm
It’s not thick skin it's me
A disability
A phantom heart
A severed thought

Feelings that I used to have
Now they're gone blurred inside of me
Something that I used to be
But it died deep inside of me

The shades of my grin hint the way in
The scars on my skin mark the way out
It’s not thick skin, it's me
A disability
A phantom heart
A severed thought

Feelings that I used to have
Now they're gone blurred inside of me
Something that I used to be
But it died deep inside of me

Something that I used to hate
Crowned itself and got rid of me

Skin has always been a comfort X2
I want the luxury of missing a beat
The poetry in a pleasant dream for once
But all I see is red!

Skin has always been a comfort
Cut or caressed
For once I need to be the shepherd
Not driven nor possessed
To guide myself
But though the cage around my heart
Stops the blood from my head
I still see red
Yes all I see is red!