Lyrics

I'm looking for the place the spirit meets the skin Can't figure out why that place feels so hard to be in We're all of us at this ill-fitting party Busy pretending to relate And it's getting harder and harder to fake Acting like everything's in its place I'm looking for the place the spirit meets the skin Can't figure out why that place feels so hard to be in We're all of us at this ill-fitting party Busy pretending to relate And it's getting harder and harder to fake Acting like everything's in its place Harder and harder to fake Acting like everything's in its place
Writer(s): Elizabeth Anne Harris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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