Get Scared - Cynical Skin (with lyrics in description) video free download

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Produced, Engineered, Mixed By: Erik Ron, at Grey Area Studios @erikron on Twitter

*Lyrics*

Talk candy in my ear.

Come on.

Come on.

I want your toxic, talk sick baby.

I know those gospel lips can change me.

Look to the right of my okay?

We got exhibit "A"

She.

She ain't okay today.

And to the left

The left of me,

We got exhibit "B"

Oh she's a mess,

to say the least.

She's got her daddy's

Money Money Money.

Honey I think you should run.

I think you should run.

Look oh Look around, You're lost

but never found, no.

6 feet below the ground,

where you avoid your problems.

Look right in front of me.

We got Exhibit "C"

Anorexic, obsessed with magazines.

And when I look over here,

oh my god that's me in the mirror.

No no no ladies and gentlemen

this is my fear.

My eyes and ears.

Honey I think you should run.

I think you should run.

Look oh Look around, You're lost

but never found, no.

6 feet below the ground,

where you avoid your problems.

Look oh Look around, You're lost

but never found, no.

6 feet below the ground,

where you will never solve them.

(I know you don't wanna' hear this but just listen)

The last contendant.

Bad for us.

Bad for you.

This capillary root.

Could root up

All the little

Puzzle peices

Of what you've been through.

Your hair all up in knots,

don't ever say you're not,

oh just a nothin'

Cause I swear downstairs you're somethin'

Egotistic, cynical.

I'm gettin'

out of control.

Out of control.

Out of control.

Look oh Look around, You're lost

but never found, no.

6 feet below the ground,

where you avoid your problems.

Look oh Look around, You're lost

but never found, no.

6 feet below the ground,

where you will never solve them.

Out of control.

I've got control.