You claim you're not scared to die But you're recycling stories from history Like infants, you're writing in your brand new skin Gravity holds you down, But you learn to walk and try to like the steps you take And before you know it, you just fade away Before you know it, you just fade away Our skin's crawling off every single day And there you stand, you hypocrite, Trying to lay the blame Our skin's crawling off every single day