Tuf Skin

Some need

A high-five

In the face

With a chair, with a chair, now

I can smell the nicotine stains on your fingertips

Need I say we were raised with our wings clipped

This'll be the final call

Saying that you love me but you kiss me

With your mouth full of crap

One day I will finally see what I'm heading for

Put my nose to the grindstone once more

Pull myself up by the bootstrap

I need to get my tough skin back

And then you'll drain me of everything

And all my energy

I know you blame me of indifferency

But every scar you gave me will improve me

I'll be better than before

I can smell the nicotine stains on your fingertips

Need I say we were raised with our wings clipped?

I need to get my tough skin back