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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Hidden Cameras
The Hidden Cameras
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joel Gibb
Joel Gibb
Composer

Lyrics

You pick me up and carry me home I'm pushed to the floor and I regain your trust Lay your arm, I bleed on your rug What is skin and bone, they are the same My wish to break a heart off the letter I've heard Disappears as I know you are the same You are the same You are the same You are the same You tighten up your heart to the beat of the drum Made from skin and bone, with a jackal to find you What is skin and bone, and I regain your trust We beat with skin and bone, the eye of the sun I feel the skin and bone and letter heard Disappears as I see skin and leather, skin and leather You're my warm pleasure, the skin and leather Look at the floor, it's the end of it all I dap in my rug, it's the darkest door I clap it out though, it's a plea for more Condition I must, the world is none I'm gonna wrap a rug, the rug is mine And lay on your wall, begin to tether I'll be your skin and leather, skin and leather I'll be your skin and leather I'll be your skin and not, on the telephone You are the same
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