Believable picnic

Shed my skin

Believable picnic
I tell myself that it's just fine
A little apathy
I lock the door it hides behind
And tell myself that it's just fine

{chorus}:
Oh bare my soul
Shed my skin
Oh [I can't wait to] bare my soul
Shed my skin

My flesh the cleverest disguise
My soul is lying still
A state of spiritual demise
My flesh the cleverest disguise

Baring my soul
I give You control
I want You to...

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