Let's see a mortal tide, receiver
This new one's made of skin, I can see her
She will get eaten up by, all kind people
Avoid the eye of contact
She's seen it before, and she still wants more
Help came, but you can't fight fate
Can't help the skin receiver
Calling in through your flush due, they're bruising all of you
You're flying out of reason
Slashing wings you beware, they'll come when reason
The stampede crushes you
She's seen it before, and she still wants more
Help came, but you can't fight fate
Can't help the skin receiver
Can't help the skin receiver
She's seen it before, and she still wants more
Help came, but you can't fight fate
Can't help the skin receiver
Hey, hey, hey!
She's seen it before, and she still wants more
Can't help the skin receiver
Hey, hey, hey!
