You claim you're not scared to die
But you're recycling stories from history
Like infants, you're writing in your brand new skin
Gravity holds you down,
But you learn to walk and try to like the steps you take
And before you know it, you just fade away
Before you know it, you just fade away
Our skin's crawling off every single day
And there you stand, you hypocrite,
Trying to lay the blame
Our skin's crawling off every single day