Looking through my skin
forgetting what the flesh means
starin at the wall
that's now surrounding this life
I just wanted to smile
I just needed a place to hide
I can't found a way to live
without thinking of what this means
Looking through my dying skin
Smelling the flowers of my funeral
Staring at the wall
that's now surrounding this coffin
I just wanted to breathe
I just needed a reason to live
Now I'm dying and the rose
is taking my place right here
Looking through my bones
thinking about what I left behind
staring at the wall
that doesn't let me look the past
Skinned by Constanza Arriagada is licensed under a Creative Commons Atribución-No Comercial-Sin Obras Derivadas 2.0 Chile License.
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