Besedila: Skid Row. Thickskin. Lamb.

I have been here for so long

I've carried all the weight


'til something pulls me underneath the tide

Climb to where the air is thin
so I can breathe again

Still it makes me wonder deep inside

Nothing's free

We're all machines

No one bleeds

Shadows of you sins are following you

When it sucks you in, it's swallowing you


King of the mountain, that's what I am

Space between the world and me
Everybody's someone else's sacrificial lamb
defying gravity



Drink the chemicals we spill
'til something pulls me closer to the ground

While hell is freezing over, over
Our eye is on the kill