[Verse 1] Skin sustainable under weight Of heavy logical estimations We seldom recognize the way The sense is prone to complications [Hook] By the time we understand It all will have come to pa** [Verse 2] Our brittle minds can only make So much sense of so many things
And all the while we try so hard To feel the fire inside the skin Wanna catch a glimpse of the setting sun And rolling hills and color bright [Hook] By the time we understand It all will have come to pa** Oh how, yeah Oh how, yeah yeah