Those Who Shed Their Skins

from Rick's Tape by Sh¡t Yeah, The Ach¡evers

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Boiling in the sun, under the pressure of it all.
Metal joints and charred wood come together.
Walk along the path until your legs turn into stone,
Every inch of skin becoming leather

This is not my shell, this is not my shell,
But I can peel it off at my will
Those who shed their skins when the fun begins feel so wonderful.

Swimming in this skinny skin is suffocating me.
Starving for a way to make it better.
Flaking off a layer makes a hell of a coat,
Wear it when we welcome warmer weather.

This is not my shell, this is not my shell,
But I can peel it off at my will
Those who shed their skins when the fun begins feel so wonderful.

Searchin' for a little bit of symmetry.
Cast it off.
Spoken like a savage, valedictory

This is not my shell, this is not my shell,
But I can peel it off at my will
Those who shed their skins when the fun begins feel so wonderful.

This is not my shell, this is not my shell
Those who shed their skins when the fun begins

Searchin' for a little bit of symmetry
Searchin' for a little bit of symmetry

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from Rick's Tape, released May 1, 2013

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