Dead Skin کے بول

So I'm the king of all these things, Of this mess i have made.... Such a waste, What a shame, My whole life is a fake. Well I'm a bore, And I'm sure.... I'm a thorn inside you.... That has torn at you for years. The alcohol, The demerol, These things never could replace, What a minute with you could do, To put a smile on my face. I'm a bore, And i'm sure.... I'm a thorn inside you.... That has torn at me for years. I can't get out of this dead skin (I can't shed my skin) Not sure where to begin I can't get under my dead skin (I can't shed my skin) Can I sleep today. Fentanyl and alcohol these two surely will do, To knock me out, Keep me down atleast for a day or two When I'm awake, I can taste How bitter i've become.... And it's more then i can bare. Somedays I pray someone will blow me away, Make it quick or let it burn, So I can feel my life fade, Well I'm a waste, And I can taste.... How bitter I've become, And it's more then i can bare. I can't get out of this dead skin (I can't shake my skin) Not sure where to begin I can't get under my dead skin (I can't shed my skin) Can I sleep today. I can't shed my skin (2X) I can't get out of this dead skin not sure where to begin I can't get under my dead skin Can I sleep today. I can't get out of this dead skin (I can't shake my skin) Not sure where to begin I can't get under my dead skin (I can't shed my skin) Can I sleep today.