My shadow’s shedding skin – I’ve been picking scabs again
I’m down, digging through my old muscles looking for a clue
I’ve been crawling on my belly clearing out what could’ve been
I’ve been wallowing in my own confused and insecure delusions
For a piece to cross me over or a word to guide me in
I want to feel the changes coming down
I want to know what I’ve been hiding in my shadow
(42&2 – Tool)
