Your Skin Is My Sin
Francois Gamaury, John Bryan, Steve Strange
Move like a magpie with your twisted heart lies
You want to hope, we steal
How does it feel like?
I dared, you faked it, lock and key
Once more I'm left on my own and I try
Not to screw up my whole life
And my patience is wearing thin
And soon I will give in
To the poison within
Your skin is my sin
I live so guilty, you see no wrong and hide away
We live for style and then we fade
How does it feel like?
I shone like silver, no loss or faith
Once more I'm left on my own and I try
Not to screw up my whole life