I walked a thousand miles just to slip this skin.
Your skin upon my skin, in the beating of our hearts, may the living let us in, before the dead tear us apart.
It's a sad man my friend who's livin' in his own skin and can't stand the company.
But it's a sad man my friend who's livin' in his own skin And can't stand the company. Every fool's got a reason to feelin' sorry for himself And turn his heart to stone. Tonight this fool's halfway to heaven and just a mile outta hell And I feel like I'm comin' home.
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