The Skin Thief Nekrogoblikon

There's a house on a hill with a thief inside
And he's looking for a coat that'll fit just right
Why won't you let me try them on?
(Why won't you let me try them on?)

Childhood
I'm always thinking about childhood
Whoooaaa

It happened again
I can't remember the last thing I did
Blood is on my hands
Screams are ringing in my ears
And I'm covered in skin

Blanket me
In this epidermal epiphany
This is my fate
I am the Skin Thief

There's a house on a hill
With a thief outside
In a brand new coat
And it fits just right
You never would let me try them on
(You never let me try them on)