The Nude - Rob Dickinson

You’re making me doubt myself

This feeling I know so well

Visions of naked greed

Are visions I just don’t need

Far deep, phantom seeking, I can see

The nude that broke my heart

The nude that broke my heart

Far from living, I can see

The nude that broke my heart

The nude that broke my heart

The texture of moistened skin

All over this skin I’ve been

Skin that’s been angel stretched

No muscle or excess flesh

Far deep, phantom seeking, I can see

The nude that broke my heart

The nude that broke my heart

Far from living, I can see

The nude that broke my heart

The nude that broke my heart

You’re making me doubt myself

This feeling I know so well

Feeling of naked lust

This feeling I love so much

Far deep, phantom seeking oh you are

The nude that broke my heart

The nude that broke my heart

Phantom breathing oh you are

The nude that broke my heart

The nude that broke my heart

Upon the wall, the life is drawn

The love is lost, the truth will fall

The sinking ship, the sinking soul

The final fear

The picture on the wall