| Song | The Man With No Skin |
| Artist | Great Lake Swimmers |
| Album | Great Lake Swimmers |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dekker | |
| If I could crawl into a shell | |
| Then I wouldn't mind the weight | |
| Things are heavy enough already | |
| And I hate to think that | |
| The best that I can do is not care at all | |
| And I hate to think that | |
| I don't care at all | |
| Take a step forwards | |
| Don't be afraid | |
| Take a step backwards | |
| Don't be afraid | |
| So go on, so look back | |
| Stuck inside a heavy shell | |
| Try to walk and not be pushed | |
| And the man with no skin | |
| They would not let him in | |
| Would not let him sign up | |
| Because nobody wants to see | |
| A beating heart, or a lung, or a brain | |
| (Hey hey) | |
| Used to get so caught up | |
| Used to get all wrapped up | |
| Now I find myself feeling | |
| Disillusioned and emotionless | |
| Like I've been betrayed | |
| This world let me down | |
| In a big way | |
| Now I feel like a dumb ape | |
| Picking at fleas, picking at fleas | |
| And the man with no skin | |
| They would not let him in | |
| Would not let him sign up | |
| Because nobody wants to see a | |
| Beating heart, or a lung, or a brain | |
| It's hard to walk with broken legs | |
| It gets hard to breathe without lungs | |
| It's hard to love the world | |
| Without a heart | |
| What else should I cut out? | |
| Where do I start? | |
| And the man with no skin | |
| They would not let him in | |
| Would not let him sign up | |
| Because nobody wants to see a | |
| Beating heart, or a lung, or a brain | |
| It's time to grow a second skin | |
| To keep the insides in | |
| Because this one is obviously | |
| Not thick enough | |
| It's time to grow a second skin | |
| To keep the insides in | |
| Or maybe get some armour | |
| And a mask | |
| Or maybe get some armour | |
| And a mask |
| zuo qu : Dekker | |
| If I could crawl into a shell | |
| Then I wouldn' t mind the weight | |
| Things are heavy enough already | |
| And I hate to think that | |
| The best that I can do is not care at all | |
| And I hate to think that | |
| I don' t care at all | |
| Take a step forwards | |
| Don' t be afraid | |
| Take a step backwards | |
| Don' t be afraid | |
| So go on, so look back | |
| Stuck inside a heavy shell | |
| Try to walk and not be pushed | |
| And the man with no skin | |
| They would not let him in | |
| Would not let him sign up | |
| Because nobody wants to see | |
| A beating heart, or a lung, or a brain | |
| Hey hey | |
| Used to get so caught up | |
| Used to get all wrapped up | |
| Now I find myself feeling | |
| Disillusioned and emotionless | |
| Like I' ve been betrayed | |
| This world let me down | |
| In a big way | |
| Now I feel like a dumb ape | |
| Picking at fleas, picking at fleas | |
| And the man with no skin | |
| They would not let him in | |
| Would not let him sign up | |
| Because nobody wants to see a | |
| Beating heart, or a lung, or a brain | |
| It' s hard to walk with broken legs | |
| It gets hard to breathe without lungs | |
| It' s hard to love the world | |
| Without a heart | |
| What else should I cut out? | |
| Where do I start? | |
| And the man with no skin | |
| They would not let him in | |
| Would not let him sign up | |
| Because nobody wants to see a | |
| Beating heart, or a lung, or a brain | |
| It' s time to grow a second skin | |
| To keep the insides in | |
| Because this one is obviously | |
| Not thick enough | |
| It' s time to grow a second skin | |
| To keep the insides in | |
| Or maybe get some armour | |
| And a mask | |
| Or maybe get some armour | |
| And a mask |
| zuò qǔ : Dekker | |
| If I could crawl into a shell | |
| Then I wouldn' t mind the weight | |
| Things are heavy enough already | |
| And I hate to think that | |
| The best that I can do is not care at all | |
| And I hate to think that | |
| I don' t care at all | |
| Take a step forwards | |
| Don' t be afraid | |
| Take a step backwards | |
| Don' t be afraid | |
| So go on, so look back | |
| Stuck inside a heavy shell | |
| Try to walk and not be pushed | |
| And the man with no skin | |
| They would not let him in | |
| Would not let him sign up | |
| Because nobody wants to see | |
| A beating heart, or a lung, or a brain | |
| Hey hey | |
| Used to get so caught up | |
| Used to get all wrapped up | |
| Now I find myself feeling | |
| Disillusioned and emotionless | |
| Like I' ve been betrayed | |
| This world let me down | |
| In a big way | |
| Now I feel like a dumb ape | |
| Picking at fleas, picking at fleas | |
| And the man with no skin | |
| They would not let him in | |
| Would not let him sign up | |
| Because nobody wants to see a | |
| Beating heart, or a lung, or a brain | |
| It' s hard to walk with broken legs | |
| It gets hard to breathe without lungs | |
| It' s hard to love the world | |
| Without a heart | |
| What else should I cut out? | |
| Where do I start? | |
| And the man with no skin | |
| They would not let him in | |
| Would not let him sign up | |
| Because nobody wants to see a | |
| Beating heart, or a lung, or a brain | |
| It' s time to grow a second skin | |
| To keep the insides in | |
| Because this one is obviously | |
| Not thick enough | |
| It' s time to grow a second skin | |
| To keep the insides in | |
| Or maybe get some armour | |
| And a mask | |
| Or maybe get some armour | |
| And a mask |