THIN
Clayton Helms
I can see straight through your damn skin
Penetrate your skull please just let me in
I might take it slow one too many Gins
You tore down my walls they so damn thin
Please don't look into my eyes
Nothing to see there
Damn I love watching you cry
I get you so scared
I'm listening to you bleed
Cut in your spleen
And you still breathing
I throw you in the backseat
You rest in peace
It's so relieving