LYRIC

Come with me, I won't hide
We're going on a ride
We meet each day, use time to see
While we're young and almost free
I've got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in
Got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in

Do not turn or hate to see all the things you think we've got
Do not turn or hate to see what happened to the wife of Lot
I've got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in
Got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in

We're alone or so they say
We're not on our own in that way
When we're alone, it's real tough going
We tent to take a part in someone else's play
"Come with me", I thought he said but that's not him anymore, he's dead
What's it like to be so free, so free it looks like lost to me?
I've got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in
Got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in

I've got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in
I've got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in

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