Letras
Never knew if I would find a confidante
Isolated, cold, in a fractured state
Engaged in a world of social pleasantries
Charlatans, their charms so fake
I question anything if it makes no sense
Making sense is hard with a veiled pretence
Informed I am my own worst enemy
I decide it's time to look
Always with me
Weathered friend
In battle
Cut and scar
Old skin
Good to be in my skin
Old skin
Feels good in my skin
Old skin
It's kin
Every inch my canvas is a storybook
All those little flaws are now my gift
Chapters as I turn, shaping me
Shaping form to natural grace
We are kindred
We are bold
Into the battle
Old skin
It's good to be in my skin
Old skin
Feels good in my skin
Old skin
It's kin
Old skin
It's good to be in my skin
Old skin
Feels good in my skin
Old skin
It's good to be in my skin
Feels good in my skin
It's good to be
It's kin
Old skin
Old skin