2001-08-26 - 9:55 p.m.
In the middle of the house
In the middle of nowhere
Bodies glide from room to room
I hate these walls
They speak to me
Hey skin like a doll, you're no friend
Of the family
Catch the light
It falls in subtle patterns
Crawls in and tells them when their time is up
And when it's over
He takes her hand
And he kisses her cheek
She's a doll, oh yeah
She's his spitting image
Where've you gone
You're still a part of me
Hey skin like a doll, you're no friend
Catch the light, yeah
It falls in subtle patterns
Crawls in and tells them when their time is up
And when it's over...
When it's over
When it's over
When it's over
Now it's over
Catch the light, yeah
It falls in subtle patterns
Crawls in and tells them when their time is up
And when it's over
Where've you gone
You're still a part of me
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