Favourite Skin

These eyes are open like picture frames That look at lives passing in subtle ways. So linger slowly in air that's fresh As I soak in madness to look my best. And you are my favourite skin to wear Whether here or there or everywhere. Oh no. I sold my secrets to a friend down the street In exchange for some methods to get us to meet. The odds were against us cause I was tied up. But you came with fire to distract the cops. And you are my favourite skin to wear Whether here or there or everywhere. Oh no.