5.01.2012

My Skin

This song keeps coming up on the 10k Maniacs station on Pandora. It's beautiful. It's haunting. It's classic Natalie.





Take a look at my body

Look at my hands

There's so much here

That I don't understand



Your face saving promises

Whispered like prayers

I don't need them



I've been treated so wrong

I've been treated so long

As if I'm becoming untouchable



Contempt loves the silence

It thrives in the dark

With fine winding tendrils

That strangle the heart



They say that promises

Sweeten the blow

But I don't need them

No, I don't need them



I've been treated so wrong

I've been treated so long

As if I'm becoming untouchable



I'm a slow dying flower

Frost killing hour

The sweet turning sour

And untouchable



Oh, I need

The darkness

The sweetness

The sadness

The weakness

Oh, I need this



I need

A lullaby

A kiss goodnight

Angel sweet

Love of my life

Oh, I need this



I'm a slow dying flower

Frost killing hour

The sweet turning sour

And untouchable



Do you remember the way

That you touched me before

All the trembling sweetness

I loved and adored?



Your face saving promises

Whispered like prayers

I don't need them

No, I don't need them



I need

The darkness

The sweetness

The sadness

The weakness

I need this



I need

A lullaby

A kiss goodnight

The angel sweet

Love of my life

Oh, I need this



Well, is it dark enough?

Can you see me?

Do you want me?

Can you reach me?

Or I'm leaving



You better shut your mouth

Hold your breath

Kiss me now you'll catch your death

Oh, I mean it

Oh, I need this.

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