Skin Games - The Silencers

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh…

Don’t let your deal go down

Come on

Mmm-mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm…

There’s a murmur going 'round

It’s a low kind of moaning sound

I don’t know where this blues come from

It’s just a death rattle on the tongue

It’s a scream inside a void

Or a howling wind outside

Well, I can’t ignore this feeling

Lord, it leaves me so unsatisfied

Come on!

Yeah

I’m a child in a hostile land

Crying for a mother’s hand

And I’m marked by color, wrapped in skin

Tied by history and original sin

I said, mama, what’s my name

And what’s my purpose here

I said, rock me in your arms

Cleanse me with your tears

Skin game, skin game

Oh-oh-ooh, yeah

Don’t let your deal go down

Hell may be a place

Where lots of little devils stay

And their spells spread fear and hatred

And mischief in a thousand ways

We are just lost souls

Looking for a place to be

One people, one kind

A multicolored rosary

Skin game, skin game

Skin game

(Skin game, skin game, skin game)

Don’t let your deal go down

Don’t let your deal go down

Don’t let your deal go down

Don’t let your deal go down

Don’t let your deal go down

Don’t let your deal go down, no

Skin game, skin game

Don’t let your deal go down

Skin game, skin game, skin game

Don’t let your deal go down

Skin game

I’m a child in a hostile land

Crying for a mother’s hands

And I’m marked by color, wrapped in skin

Tied by history and original sin

I said, mama, what’s my name

And what’s my purpose here

I said, rock me in your arms

Cleanse me with your tears

Skin game, skin game