This is a song about "On my skin"

Landed on my ass not even touching the ghosts skin

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

This place makes me want to put a razor to my skin,

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection

Put on the black market, skin sold as garments.

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Skin but you my friend look like as if someone peeled off a potato skin.

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

Skin but you my friend look like as if someone peeled off a potato skin.

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

But times i'm so serious you think i'm silly

Heavy breaths slowing heart now my skin is gettin chilly

Is ripping out my skin

I know that love it could begin