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My skin feels like orange peel

My eyes have been vacuum-sealed

My organs move like a squirm of eels

We should be more adventurous with our meals
You try to speak american

When you don’t know what you want

You end up finding that you haunt your own

Your own life

You’re the daylight ghost that creeps

You’re the empty city streets and I

And I see you

And those talkshows fill your days

Something is slipping away

Sometimes it feels like you don’t have a body

Your skin is cellophane

You know I feel the same

Sometimes it feels like you don’t have a body