Tearing at my flesh i hate it I am encased in a body of skin and Bone Staring at my flesh i hate it I am encased in a body of makeshift Skin Staring at my hands afraid of A skin, a carapace Left empty and it makes me sick Hate what i see and I feel defeated Wish i could stay for dawn But i better not Hate what i see and I feel defeated It's like there's nothing at all I'll miss you the most Ghost in the shell Walking through this hell Called life and I dwell On the time that we fell apart I hate it Im feeling so vacant My soul feels so naked Without you im jaded Pick at these wounds Till i see the bone Deep down i still really miss your Soul I'm feeling backed down Keep it on the low Cause I'm so messed up But I can't let go Staring at my flesh i hate it I am encased in a body of makeshift Skin Staring at my hands afraid of A skin, a carapace Left empty and it makes me sick Bury my body in wisteria