| [00:33.57] | Following my lust for wander everywhere I've ever been, |
| [00:39.82] | I can't escape the sound of it - the sound of my screaming skin. |
| [00:44.07] | |
| [00:47.46] | My skin cries. |
| [00:50.09] | My blood sighs. |
| [00:55.87] | I still owe some dread on this hide. |
| [00:59.74] | Following my trust in wonder I watch the circus begin. |
| [01:03.37] | I can't ignore the scent of it - the scent of my screaming skin. |
| [01:06.52] | |
| [01:14.66] | My skin cries. |
| [01:16.53] | My blood sighs. |
| [01:20.91] | I still owe some dread on this hide. |
| [01:24.47] | |
| [01:29.22] | La la la la la la la. |
| [01:31.80] | |
| [01:36.01] | La. |
| [01:36.75] | La la la la la la la. |
| [01:38.57] | |
| [01:39.19] | I'm a multicellular individual. |
| [01:43.13] | You're way out of proportion! |
| [01:46.45] | We've got the hemodynamic connection. |
| [01:49.88] | Don't call me germ! |
| [01:50.95] | |
| [01:53.00] | Allowing for my strength to muster. |
| [01:55.01] | |
| [01:55.88] | My losses begin to win. |
| [01:57.26] | |
| [01:59.20] | Tropical winds start to bluster, raising the fur on my skin. |
| [02:06.46] | My skin cries. |
| [02:09.78] | My spirits fly. |
| [02:13.20] | But I still owe some dread on this hide. |
| [02:16.32] | |
| [02:32.18] | Oooh. |
| [02:33.12] | Yeah! |
| [02:33.56] | I'm a multicellular individual. |
| [02:36.05] | You're way out of proportion! |
| [02:39.37] | We've got the hemodynamic connection. |
| [02:40.38] | |
| [02:43.19] | And don't call me germ! |
| [02:46.00] | |
| [03:27.02] | Swallowing my pride no longer, I take the forbidden sun. |
| [03:32.34] | |
| [03:33.46] | If I have been sculpted by hunger, I'm not the only one. |
| [03:38.96] | |
| [03:40.46] | My skin cries. |
| [03:44.16] | My blood sighs. |
| [03:47.66] | I still owe some dread on this hide of mine. |
| [03:52.04] | |
| [03:55.99] | La la la la la la la. |
| [03:58.24] | |
| [03:59.37] | La la la la. |
| [04:00.99] | |
| [04:02.66] | La la la la la la la la. |
| [04:06.54] | I'm a multicellular individual. |
| [04:10.23] | You're way out of proportion, ah ha! |
| [04:14.04] | We've got the hemodynamic connection. |
| [04:16.47] | |
| [04:17.11] | Don't call me germ! |
| [04:19.29] | |
| [04:34.31] | My skin cries. |
| [04:36.12] | |
| [04:37.21] | My spirit flies. |
| [04:40.86] | But I still owe some dread on this hide. |
| [04:44.99] | |
| [04:45.99] | My skin cries. |
| [04:48.99] | |
| [04:50.34] | My blood sighs. |
| [04:53.77] | And I still owe some dread on this hide of mine. |
| [04:58.27] | |
| [05:00.27] | My spirit flies. |
| [05:02.52] | |
| [05:03.21] | My blood sighs. |
| [05:05.96] | |
| [05:07.28] | And I still owe some dread on this hide of mine. |
| [05:11.02] | |
| [05:14.65] | My skin cries. |
| [05:16.78] | My spirit flies. |
| [05:19.84] | But I still owe some dread on this hide. |