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    "Out Of My Skin"genre: Rock
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    This song is fairly self-explanatory.
    Credits: Lyrics and music by Carl Settlemyer; Performance and Arrangement by Out Of Words.

    Story Behind the Song
    This song was written in 1998 and recorded in October 1999 in Kensington, Maryland by Stewart McKenzie of The Soul Affair.

    Lyrics
    Talia's cut this maze
    through all the half-lives, reprobates
    to say "Come on, be my lover tonight."
    She's tequila-wise
    And not half-naked to theorize
    As she swirls around and around and around my ice.

    She says "Baby, why that grin?"
    I say "Darling, 'cause it's a sin
    That I never let you in."
    She says "Oh honey, not THAT again."

    Twenty-nine years old
    Her lips are sweet, her mouth is cold
    Deep inside her she's the tail of a tiger to hold.
    I'm in love again,
    The impetuous arrow's in,
    Drawlin' "It's all so appallin'" she wipes her chin.

    Back at the mirror when
    She starts talkin' to my twin
    And says "Sugar, where've you been?"
    "Oh, just crawlin' out of my skin."

    We could wake the dead
    Sliding out of the flowerbed
    Falling where all of the crawling have come to shed.

    Who's that crawlin' out of my skin?
    Who's that crawlin' out of my skin?
    Look who's crawlin' out of my skin.

    She said "You've got the kind of head
    Where even angels would fear to tread.
    My sigh ain't the eye of the needle you need to thread."

    Oh I swear it eats me thin
    This riddle shaped like a violin.
    If I thought she'd let me in
    I'd come crawling out of my skin.

    But I'm sprawling on that pin
    Trying to scrawl the point again:
    I hope you're with me when
    I come crawling out of my skin.

    Carl Settlemyer
    Copyright 1999

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