Argyle Park

Skin Shed
Heavy in your hands Guess I should have known Manipulation for one of your own Now its time for suffering To shed the skin to which you cling A relic of my everything Is all you've left to hold. I see no answer I should have know I see no answer aggression in store I see no answer one of your own I see no answer comes to a halt falling - letting - crawling - shedding Leave me what I am A mere shell of a man ...... take ...... I come at your command From Letras Mania