Skin Yard - Skins in my Closet

I got several skins in me closet
None of which is the same
I got several identities to be unfolded
Who am I today?

The beggar, the priest
The thief, or the fog
The garbage on the street now
Or the scum
I could be behind you with a knife
I could be there to take your life

I said, skins
It's like identity
Skins...

Now, I been getting up just around seven
I look at what I have, and if I'm going to Heaven
But I been so bad, I don't know what good is
I been living so low, I feel just like a fool

I got several skins in me closet
None of which, now, is the same
The beggar, the priest
The thief, or the fog
I said, who am I today?

Skins...
All these identities
What identity do you have?

I look in the mirror, and what do I see?
I see eyes that lie unto thee
It's sad that I laugh, and I know that I'm wrong
'Cause I'm twisting around in my own

Closet of skins
Identity hangs
The thief or the fog
The priest or the scum
Am I standing behind you with a knife?
Do I make you fear for your life?

Skins in our closet
Who are we today?
I said, skins...
Skins at the party
In which we talk away
Light lies in this darkness
At the party where we were inside the day
I said, now, who are you and me today?

The clothes you wear could be your just undoings
It could show someone else what you're not meant to be doing
It could be a lie in which you're living
Look in the mirror...what is your giving?
Giving what?
Identity!
Skins!
Identity!
Skins!
Skins...

I have several skins in me closet
I had about twenty myths
I look at my face, I see the disgrace
Of a man who doesn't know where to begin

Because, skins...
All I think about...identity
The priest or the fog
The garbage or the scum
I could be holding a knife
Do you fear for your life?
Skins...
But now I say, "No more, no more, no more identity...
No more closet of skins."

I said, "No more skins in me closet--
I'm gonna be me today."