Skin of Our Teeth - Kevin Max

penetrate the film

the nebulous of your skin

burrow deep within

never to escape again

the story book of our sin

guided by a light that dims

hold on never look back

we walk into our own death traps

lay back and whisper my name

you will never feel the same

a tidal wave of shame

we manage to numb the pain

oh, here we walk the silver strand

naked to all, hand in hand

like wolves of chance, the blindest thieves

see us on the silver screen-

hanging on the silver screen

by the skin of our teeth

like ashes we fall

like diamonds with all the flaws

we see through all the dark

with periscopic blood

lay back and whisper my name

you will never be the one they blame

a tidal wave of shame

we manage to numb the pain

oh, here we walk the silver strand

oblivious to all of them

like wolves of chance, the blindest thieves

see us on the silver screen

hanging on the silver screen

by the skin of our teeth