Lyrics Not Break Skin - Low Dose

Not Break Skin

Near the waves that breathe for me
Feather and skin are the same
Flies and foul and legs and arms
All move and sing my name
Even while I’m sitting still
Still need to calm myself
I’m turning green to red
Sunday’s are a death sentence
Soon I’ll eat and forget
Following warm wind and sand
Just to get back again
I’m turning green to red
We’ll make the food chain
Go up instead of down
I’ll stare at the sky for hours straight
And feel more fulfilled than I feel today
Greased hands across their mouth
Drop out drop out drop out
These days they will breathe forever
Leathered skin and shame
Feeling fouls and bleeding now
All move and sing my name
I’m turning green to red