In the middle of a house,

In the middle of nowhere.

Bodies glide from room to room

YEAAAAAAAH

I hate these walls!

They speak to me!

Hey skin like a doll your now friend

I can feel the lay

Catch that lightning yeah

It falls in subtle patterns

Crowds in and tells them when their time is up

When it's over

Takes her hand

And kisses her cheek

She's a doll oh yeah

She's his spitting image

Where've you gone?

You're still a part of me!

Hey skin like a doll your now friend

I can feel the lay



Catch that lightning

It falls in subtle patterns

Crowds in and tells them when their time is up;

when it's over.



Where've you gone?

You're still a part of me