[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