skin

the masquerader in the mirror, appears to be a total stranger to me, he slips a film of glow through a glove on his hand, and puts my features where his face ought to be, young flesh, young frame, slow pulse, no pain, the face he fits is unmistakably mine, without a trace he leaves the scene of the crime, the story always reads exactly the same, i need my live protection all the time, young flesh, young frame, slow pulse, no pain, inside my fit on skin, sometimes i wonder just where to begin, i need action, action, action, action, inside my fit on skin, i make a novel of everything, it's like fiction, fiction, fiction, fiction, inside my fit on skin, another side of my twin, the face he fits is unmistakably mine, without a trace he leaves the scene of the crime, the story always reads exactly the same, i need my live protection all the time, young flesh, young frame, slow pulse, no pain,