Текст песни Skin

Have no eyes, I must see, you walk out,
a violent burst of some kind kind kind kind,
mindstate a dirty little drunk and cluttered.
shinning a problem of pictorial illusion,
dump the trunk and teE little freak out out out.
an unparallelleled account of collapse appearing like
yourself liberation appearing like myself mutilation.
hold still now, nobody turns,Rob Zombie - Skin - http://ru.motolyrics.com/rob-zombie/skin-lyrics.html
said yeah! thier back on me.
silence is deafening desperate waking up.
motive spasm my back aches.
termination detentation, da-la-sco.
. no w this room don't seem so small sitting here in
a cage of some kind kind kind kind miracle and some
hallucination, dropped excitement from my last words
shut the door and turn the t.v. on on now that I've done all that I can.