Shed Your Skin

Tomorrow you could be reborn

In an explosion of sensation

Is that what you want?

Sight and taste and sound

Burning up your new-born-baby self

Shed your skin

Maybe it'll do you a service

But underneath you know that

It would mean nothing to me

Tomorrow you could be reborn

Seize the opportunity

Maybe useless flesh always dragged you down

Mirrors always breaking your resolve

Shed your skin

Maybe it'll do you a service

But underneath you know that

It would mean nothing to me

Nothing masks or needs to be hidden

No one crowds you out

Shed your skin

Maybe it'll do you a service

But underneath you know that

It would mean nothing to me

Nothing beats the one you were given

No one crowds you out