Acres of Skin
by In Desperation· from Floods
Their skin runs on forever
you want to cover every inch.
Control is intoxicating
lend your body, burn your flesh
patches and incisions, for desperate ones
come on friend
tell me how it burns
If you can't take the pain
we've got more
drug induced consciousness control
you're seeing demons, but it ain't me
im the doctor here to set you free
taste the poison for a dollar a day
taste the poison sucker....
Missing: have you seen me?
I've been going through some nasty changes
Found: in a hole in the ground
with a cut out tongue
we will never speak of this again
Doctor, doctor
you've made a mistake
in your mind, in your dreams
I haunt you from the grave