[Borrowed Skin] [ Verse 1 ] The sterile white glow hums against the tile, A muffled ticking echoes down the hall. The steam begins to thin and rest a while, I wait for morning light to wake it all. [ Chorus 1 ] I’m staring at a life I don’t recognize, Searching for a truth I used to own. The spirit is a stranger in disguise, And I have never felt so all alone. [ Verse 2 ] I trace the jawline with a heavy gaze, These features feel like borrowed, drying clay. Lost inside a static, silvered haze, Watching the familiar fade to gray. [ Chorus 2 ] I’m staring at a life I don’t recognize, Searching for a truth I used to own. The spirit is a stranger in disguise, And I have never felt so all alone. [ Bridge ] Cold glass. Hard press. Silver beads. Running slow. Fingertips. Numb and cold. Body stayed. I had to go. [ Verse 3 ] The silver backing starts to flake and peel, A hollow casing standing in the room. I’m waiting for a pulse that I can feel, Locked inside of this quiet, velvet tomb. [ Final Chorus ] I’m staring at a life I don’t recognize, A heavy cage that holds me in its grip. The spirit is a stranger in disguise, And I’ve finally let the anchor slip. [ Outro ] Just a guest in the bone. Just a ghost in the marrow. Looking for home. On a path that’s grown narrow.
