Cynical Skin Lyrics - Get Scared

Talk candy in my ear 

Come on, come on 

I want you toxic, talk sick baby 

I know those gospel lips can change me 

Look to the right of me, okay 

We got exhibit "A" 

She, she ain't okay 

And to the left, the left of me 

We got exhibit "B" 

Oh, she's a mess to say at least 

She's got her daddy's money, money, money 

Honey, I think you should run 

Look, oh look around 

You're lost but never found, no 

Six feet below the ground 

Where you avoid your problems 

Look right in front of me 

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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 

Look, oh look around 

You're lost but never found, no 

Six feet below the ground 

Where you avoid your problems 

Look, oh look around 

You're lost but never found, no 

Six feet below the ground 

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Where you will never solve them 

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

The last contendent, bad for you, bad for us 

This capillary root could root up all the little 

The puzzle pieces of what you've been through 

You hair all up in knots, don't ever say you're not 

Oh, just a nothing 

'Cause I swear downstairs you're something 

Egotistic, cynical I'm getting out of control 

Out of control 

Out of control 

Look, oh look around 

You're lost but never found, no 

Six feet below the ground 

Where you avoid your problems 

Look, oh look around 

You're lost but never found, no 

Six feet below the ground 

Where you will never solve them 

Look, oh look around 

You're lost but never found, no 

Six feet below the ground 

Where you avoid your problems 

Out of control 

Out of control