It's A Metaphor, Fool

This song is called
It's a metaphor fool

Sixteen names on my list
But none of them could ever get me hot like this
(Yeah)
Got your scars on my wrist
You're safe inside my fist
(Now let the fun begin, sing)

All you are to me is dead skin
Flaking off the hands onto the pavement
All you are to me is dead skin
Breakin' up my band won't bring you payment

Woah
(Love like no other)
Woah
(We told your mother)

Woah
(Love like no other)
Woah
(We told your mother)

So here's the plan
You're giving in to every sick demand
Buying the band our own apartment

Here is your past
Flashing forward out to whip your ass
Into the form, adorn when you were born

Woah
(Love like no other)
Woah
(We told your mother)

Woah
(Love like no other)
Woah
(We told your mother, baby boy)

All you are to me is dead
All you are to me is dead
All you are to me is dead skin
(Come on)

All you are to me is dead
Sixteen bullets split your head
All you are to me is dead skin
(Go, go, go)

All you are to me is dead
All you are to me is dead
All you are to me is dead skin

All you are to me is dead
Sixteen bullets split your head
All you are to me is dead skin