Norma Jean The Anthem Of The Angry Brides lyrics

I have nothing left to prove
No demonstrations, no explanations
There was never any intention
For me to convince you

It's just another case of you
With your formless sense of importance
You're breathing fire
And your words are burning in hell

This rebellion is marching
To its disarray
It talks in circles
And it's words are burning in hell

You are every inch of neutral
So avert your senses from my dedication
Wash my skin down to my stubborn
And proud skeleton hands, yeah

It's just another case of you

With your formless sense of importance
You're breathing fire
And your words are burning in hell

This rebellion is marching
To its disarray
It talks in circles
And it's words are burning in hell

You're not getting under my skin, yeah
You're not getting under my skin
You're not getting under my skin

You're not getting under my skin
You're not getting under my skin
You're not getting under my skin

Under my skin