I wear my skin like it’s not a problem Or is it a problem for you? My past writes the page I walk on Today writes the past for I wage my war in the name of living Or is it the killing you choose? The pill is a bright condition The pain but the souls I use (Night comes in, night comes in) I, I wish you happiness I, I wish you all success I do Time will bring you many things Life will bring you all good things I wear my skin like it’s not a problem Or is it a problem for you? My past writes the page I walk on Today writes the past for I wage my war in the name of living Or is it the killing you choose? The pill is a bright condition The pain but the souls I use (The pain but the souls I, the pain but the souls) I wish you well; my mind is made up for me I see your hell; my mind is made up to be I know your pain; my mind is made up for me I see your hate; my mind is made up to be Punch back punch back You’re so fucking easy, punch back throw Punch back punch back You’re so fucking easy, punch back throw Punch back punch back You’re so fucking easy, punch back throw Punch back punch back You’re so fucking easy, punch back I wear my skin like it’s not a problem Or is it a problem for you? My past writes the page I walk on Today writes the past for I wage my war in the name of living Or is it the killing you choose? The pill is a bright condition The pain but the souls I use