Epidermia

This suit is tailored but it still doesn't quite fit

And I don't smoke but yet I'm still trying to quit

Even the devil once wore wings

Yeah I know and it feels like I'm running

OUT… RUNNING OUT OF L-U-C-K AND

NOW… NOW WE WATCH THE CLOCK JUST TICK AWAY

This epidermis is starting to creep me out

And all this choking-choking's leaving my throat in drought

You just might be out of your mind

That's ok cuz so am I

But if you're not with me

Than you're against me

I'm hospitable

To hostility

Will you ever get over this

I dunno but I'm pissed and I'm running

OUT… RUNNING OUT OF L-U-C-K AND

NOW… NOW IT'S JUST A MATTER OF TIME

BEFORE I'M PERMANENTLY STUCK

STUCK INSIDE THIS SKIN

I'm running out of this thing we call time

I never see but it's passing me by

Each waking hour each and every day

My reflection is slowly fading away

So if you see me and I'm lonely

Quarterless and my luck meter has expired

Make sure you tell me that you know

And that you knew me before my soul retired

I'm running out I'm running out I'm running

OUT… RUNNING OUT OF L-U-C-K AND

NOW… NOW THE CLOCK'S TICKING AND I'M RUNNING…

OUT… RUNNING OUT OF L-U-C-K AND

NOW… NOW IT'S JUST A MATTER OF TIME

BEFORE I'M PERMANENTLY STUCK

I'M STUCK INSIDE THIS SKIN