Skin O' My Teeth
Lyrics
I had wrists donning slits flowing constantly My broken body in a wreck, I'm wrapped around a tree A crosswalk hit and run, the finish line for me People clutter in the gutter, take a look and seefull lyrics...
I had wrists donning slits flowing constantly My broken body in a wreck, I'm wrapped around a tree A crosswalk hit and run, the finish line for me People clutter in the gutter, take a look and seefull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
grunge recording qualitiesrepetitive melodic phrasing
demanding instrumental part writing
minor key tonality
a vocal-centric aesthetic
dirty electric guitar riffs
a gravelly male vocalist
an aggressive male vocalist
prominent drums
angry lyrics
political lyrics
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Clingin' on to life by the skin of my teeth Clingin' on to life by the skin of my teeth No escaping pain, you belong to me And my blood flows through the streets, deluge from the wounds Clingin' on to life by the skin of my teeth People clutter in the gutter, take a look and see Songwriter: Dave Mustaine I need a ride to the morgue that's what 911 is for No escaping pain, you belong to me I won't feel the hurt, I'm not trash any longer Clingin' on to life by the skin of my teeth You know that it doesn't kill me, it only makes me stronger I had wrists donning slits flowing constantly Clingin' on to life by the skin of my teeth No escaping pain, you belong to me No escaping pain, you belong to me Clingin' on to life by the skin of my teeth Publisher: MUSTAINE MUSIC In time the white light's a train bearing down on me My broken body in a wreck, I'm wrapped around a tree No escaping pain, you belong to me And my wet brain neighbor cranes his neck to see Empty jars of sleeping pills on the dresser in my room A crosswalk hit and run, the finish line for me So tag my toe and don't forget, ooh to close the drawer No escaping pain, you belong to me



