Screaming Skin (Ashby/Foxx/Harry/Stein)

Following my lust for wander
Everywhere I've ever been
I can't escape from the sound of it
The sound of my screaming skin

My skin cries, my blood sighs
I still owe some dread on this hide

Following my trust in wonder
I watch the circus begin
I can't ignore the scent of it
The scent of my screaming skin

My skin cries, my blood sighs
I still owe some dread on this hide

La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La
La-la-la-la-la-la-la

I'm a multi-cellular individual
You're way out of proportion
We've got a haemodynamic connection
Don't call me germ

Allowing for my strength to muster
My losses begin to win
Tropical winds start to bluster
Raising the fur on my skin

My skin cries, my spirits fly
But I still owe some dread on this hide

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Yeah

I'm a multi-cellular individual
You're way out of proportion
We've got a haemodynamic connection
And don't call me germ

Swallowing my pride no longer
I take the forbidden sun
If I have been sculpted by hunger
I'm not the only one

My skin cries, my blood sighs
I still owe some dread on this hide of mine

La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

I'm a multi-cellular individual
You're way out of proportion, ah-ha
We've got a haemodynamic connection
Don't call me germ

My skin cries, my spirit flies
But I still owe some dread on this hide

My skin cries, my blood sighs
And I still owe some dread on this hide of mine

My spirit flies, my blood sighs
And I still owe some dread on this hide of mine I'm not the only one

My skin cries, my spirit flies
But I still owe some dread on this hide