Dollskin کے بول

In the middle of a house, In the middle of nowhere. Bodies glide from room to room YEAAAAAAAH I hate these walls! They speak to me! Hey skin like a doll your now friend I can feel the lay Catch that lightning yeah It falls in subtle patterns Crowds in and tells them when their time is up When it's over Takes her hand And kisses her cheek She's a doll oh yeah She's his spitting image Where've you gone? You're still a part of me! Hey skin like a doll your now friend I can feel the lay Catch that lightning It falls in subtle patterns Crowds in and tells them when their time is up; when it's over. Where've you gone? You're still a part of me.