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Skladatelia
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Texty: Static-X. Cult of Static. Skinned.

Skinned from within, I'm infected
Toxic locked in rejected, spreading thin
Turn it all around, diffusing scene, re-arranging
Stronger than all as my fortune sets in

Twenty five pounds that were weighing me down
Pounds of restlessness, had to kill the innocents
The body eats itself from the inside out
Losing my voice, was it worth the fucking price?

Stretched to the limit, peeling, ignite
Taking me slowly, it's close and tight
Stretched to the limit, peeling, ignite
Taking me slowly, I'm skinned alive

Twenty five pounds that were weighing me down
Pounds of restlessness, had to kill the innocents
The body eats itself from the inside out
Losing my voice, was it worth the fucking price?

Stretched to the limit, peeling, ignite
Taking me slowly, it's close and tight
Stretched to the limit, peeling, ignite
Taking me slowly, I'm skinned alive

Stretched to the limit, peeling, ignite
Taking me slowly, it's close and tight
Stretched to the limit, peeling, ignite
Taking me slowly, I'm skinned alive