Lyrics to Out Of My Skin
I'm stitched into patterns I never designed
A thread pulled tight, but it's not mine
They sold me a cage and made me call it home
I'm carving out space where I can freely roam
I'm out of my skin, I can't sit still
I'm out of my skin, against my will
They wanted my silence, I gave 'em a war
Every window's locked, so I smashed the door
"You can't do it?" A spark in my flame
I burnt through the mold because I'm done with the shame
How can you expect myself to change
When everybody rents space in my head?
My mind's a mirror cracked and rearranged
I'm breaking, I'm breaking, I'm breaking free
I'm out of my skin, I can't sit still
I'm out of my skin, against my will
So tell me what you're running from
What's your fear from what's to come?
Tell me what you're running from
They want the answer when there is none
What's your fear from what's to come?
I'm stripped of my shell, a loaded gun
I'm out of my skin, I can't sit still
I'm out of my skin, against my will
Every word you said, a chain to shake, make no mistake
This spine won't bend, it doesn't break, flesh prison's fake
A thread pulled tight, but it's not mine
They sold me a cage and made me call it home
I'm carving out space where I can freely roam
I'm out of my skin, I can't sit still
I'm out of my skin, against my will
They wanted my silence, I gave 'em a war
Every window's locked, so I smashed the door
"You can't do it?" A spark in my flame
I burnt through the mold because I'm done with the shame
How can you expect myself to change
When everybody rents space in my head?
My mind's a mirror cracked and rearranged
I'm breaking, I'm breaking, I'm breaking free
I'm out of my skin, I can't sit still
I'm out of my skin, against my will
So tell me what you're running from
What's your fear from what's to come?
Tell me what you're running from
They want the answer when there is none
What's your fear from what's to come?
I'm stripped of my shell, a loaded gun
I'm out of my skin, I can't sit still
I'm out of my skin, against my will
Every word you said, a chain to shake, make no mistake
This spine won't bend, it doesn't break, flesh prison's fake
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