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Under my Skin

i got you under my skin

i got you so far deep

i can’t let anyone else in

you got me wrapped around your finger

and I’m just the broken heart singer

the waste case in a band

who keeps trying to understand

whats right and whats wrong

whats the next lyric to the next song

who else am i forced to smile to

what am i even doing this for

know what i want

know what i need

know who i am

know I’m not who i used to be

yet here you are

not here with me

so close yet so far

could just hop in my car

and ruin everything i got going for me

beautiful home, perfect life, fairy tale fantasy

but that passion drives me wild

that one i felt from the second i saw you

luring me in like a nymph to her prey

you had my heart and soul the very first day

i saw you before you saw me

and i knew that you were the one i had to meet

your voice, your smile, those eyes

every word you’d ever say i'd memorize each day

your flaws consumed me

your lies confused me

how could something so real be so fake

when all i wanted was for my heart to never break

which was another one of your empty promises

i love you means nothing if theres no one to help you recover

doctor doctor can you save me from this hell

from this 2 year itch i can't seem to scratch

from the bottom of the pit i buried myself in

stitch by stitch and the pain is just as fresh

fresh as the flesh that gets older as the day grows younger

as if it happened yesterday

i can’t forget

you seep through my veins

like water through wood work

you make me a super hero

you make me a negative zero

who am i

who is this girl

she once knew herself

but **** you make me out of this world

you get me going

you got me crying

you got me smiling

then why does this feel like dying

what would you say to me

probably wouldn’t care

would it be the most bittersweet truth

my baby gone free would it be the sweetest lie you'd ever say

whatever it was that stole you away from loving all of me

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skylar-delre
Italian
Published
Jan 7, 2015
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