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My skin
The seven paper layers where I live
Lighter than a feather in the wind
With no consent on where I'm going
The only thing I know is floating

I guess I'm just not meant for this
I guess I wasn't born to win

You know I wrote this song for you
Why don't you just tell me the truth
Tell me why I'm so delicate
Why can't I live life in your skin

Your skin
Is the only thing that I'll call perfect
It's the only thing in life with purpose
The seven painted layers of canvas
Even after the pain you were handed

I guess I'm just not meant for this
I guess I wasn't born to win

You know I wrote this song for you
Why don't you just tell me the truth
Tell me why I'm so delicate
Why can't I just live in your skin

And I'm such a waist of skin

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from Commonwealth: Our Old Songs, released April 1, 2016
Thank to Joey Chiaramonte for the guest spot.

They All Float
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