No Skin - The Golden Palominos

Everyone I see is missing something

Everyone I see is missing something

This dark and secret crime

Cruelty masked as something kind

Sharp against the tenderness

Cold against the emptiness

Everyone I see is missing something

Everyone I see is missing something

Split open to the wound

Send another saviour soon

Eyes closed, torn apart

Body separate from the heart

You wouldn’t notice I have no skin

You wouldn’t notice I have no skin

Held down on the bed

This is what I think he said

The face of Jesus hung above

I will teach you how to love

You wouldn’t notice I have no skin

You wouldn’t notice I have no skin

And I can find you anywhere

Even if you run from there

Eyes closed, torn apart

Body separate from the heart

Everyone I see is missing something

Everyone I see is missing something

Balance reaches beyond itself to lay hold of intelligence

So that its satisfactions brought to the surface of consciousness

May become profounder more intense and more compelling

Violent, we take a step away from awareness

And by striving to grasp the significance of our own violent impulses

We move further away from the frenzied raptures violence instigates

Everyone I see is missing something

Everyone I see is missing something

Burned with a cigarette

Some things you don’t forget

Well trained in going numb

Well prepared for what’s to come

You wouldn’t notice I have no skin

You wouldn’t notice I have no skin

No thought, no breath, no eyes, no heart

In order to reach the limits of the ecstasy in which we lose ourselves in bliss

You must set an immediate boundary

Pain can carry me nearer to the moment

Bring me to a state of bliss bordering on delerium

No thought, no breath, no eyes, no heart

And I can find you anywhere

Even if you run from there

Eyes closed, torn apart

Body separate from the heart

You wouldn’t notice I have no skin

You wouldn’t notice I have no skin