Dead Skin
Lyrics
So I'm the king of all these things Of this mess I have made Such a waste, what a shame My whole life is a fakefull lyrics...
So I'm the king of all these things Of this mess I have made Such a waste, what a shame My whole life is a fakefull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
hard rock rootsa subtle use of vocal counterpoint
a subtle use of vocal harmony
a twelve-eight time signature
call and answer vocal harmony (Antiphony)
repetitive melodic phrasing
extensive vamping
intricate melodic phrasing
mixed minor & major key tonality
electric guitar riffs
sad lyrics
triple note feel
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Keep me down at least a day or two Well, I'm a waste and I can taste, how bitter I've become (I can't shed my skin) Such a waste, what a shame I pray someone will blow me away Can I sleep 'til then? I can taste, how bitter I've become I'm a thorn inside of you Can I sleep 'til then? And I'm sure I'm a thorn inside of you And I'm not sure where to begin I can't get out of this dead skin I can't get under my dead skin Make it quick, but let it burn (Why can't I begin again) Publishers: SONY/ATV SONGS LLC, SUGARSTAR PUBLISHING The Demerol And it's more than I can bare some days I can't get out of this dead skin (I can't shed my skin) When I'm awake Can I sleep 'til then? Of this mess I have made These two surely will do (I can't shed my skin) So I can feel my life fade (I can't shed my skin) Well I'm a bore I'm a bore I can't get under my dead skin What a minute with you could do to put a smile on my face And it's more than I can bare My whole life is a fake So I'm the king of all these things The alcohol That has torn at me for years To knock me out These things never could replace I can't get out of this dead skin And I'm not sure where to begin And I'm not sure where to begin I can't get under my dead skin (I can't shed my skin) Can I sleep 'til then? That has torn at you for years I can't get out of this dead skin And I'm not sure where to begin (I can't shed my skin) I can't get under my dead skin (Why can't I begin again) Phenobarbital and alcohol And I'm sure Songwriter: Edward Sloan


