Elena Sayeedi - Skin Lyrics

I'm scared of the air that we share
I'm scared it's going to frizzle up my hair
Soft and sweet
And oh, so slowly
We meet

I spend all my time alone
Sitting in my big glass home
And I want you to be the one to throw
The first stone

Cuz I was made of you
I was
Created and painted of you
I was
Collected by you
Completed, unseated, and sainted to you

And I cannot decide
Whose skin is whose

I hear your feet
Marching down the street
To an unsteady beat
I left the gate open
I was hoping you would know what I was hoping for

Cuz I was made of you
I was
Created and painted of you
I was
Collected by you
Completed, unseated, and sainted to you

And I cannot decide
Whose skin is