Transparent Skin
Pound pound on my chest,
Hanging up high high in a net,
Tied the ropes purely with regret.
Pound pound on my chest.
Pound pound on my chest,
The sun colors pigment of the skin,
It cloaks the stories and hides the when,
Pound pound on my chest.
Pound pound on this chest,
If only people had transparent skin,
We'd see the truth of all person,
Pound pound on this chest.
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