19-19 - Skin Lyrics

Car crash bitch
On a leather seat 
Bodies dance
To the voodoo beat
Fetish sex
Suit’s me (just fine)
What I’d give
For a straight white line

Damien Hirst
On a cell phone trip
Art is life
And Life is hip
Devine recollection
Is what I really need
Or a great big man
To make me bleed

TOUCH MY SKIN
FEEL MY SKIN
LICK MY SKIN
EAT MY SKIN
WANT MY SKIN
NEED MY SKIN
NOW BEG FOR SKIN

Skin baby
That’s me 
Skin baby
You know what I am
Skin baby
Now worship me
Jump for joy
My little whipping boy

Enter my dark temple
And there you will find
Tough, tough toys for
Tough, tough boys
I’m sweet I’m sweet I’m sweet I’m sweet
As sugar
So
Don’t kick
Just lick
Don’t kick
Just lick
Tough, tough toys for
Tough, tough boys