Army of Me - Skin and Bones | Текст песни

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Singing in the rain, fluttering my wings.
I can fly on Tuesdays 'cause I'm skin and bones.
But falling from the sky, I can't stand my ground.
My legs are always broken 'cause I'm skin and bones.

Yes I'm really delicate, and pasty white
Like a china doll, I never learned to fight.
It doesn't really bother me, it bothers Lizzy.
And I wouldn't mind changing, but I'm just too busy. . .

When your feeling down, I can't pick you up.
Things are much too heavy when your skin and bones.
And when I see your face, I need a bodyguard.
Someone to protect me when I'm feeling old.

Yes I'm really delicate. . .

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