The Unbelievably Cold Hands of Death
©1993 shockorama music pub. / music & lyrics by Bob Schneider
I've been looking over the bones in the closet
They rattle and they shake me
They frighten and they wake me
From my darkest dreams
I've been looking over the bones in the closet
They're dusty and they're damaged
They're broken and they're bandaged
And covered in screams
I've been looking over the bones in the closet
I've hidden and I’ve buried
They're locked and they're loaded
To burst through the seams
While the unbelievably cold hands of death
Work their way into my life
Under My Skin
©1998 shockorama music pub. / music & lyrics by Bob Schneider
Under my skin I’m all wet
Under my skin I’m all bloody
Under my skin my hearts lay broken
And my mind's all funny
Under my skin there's a bad day
Under my skin there's a rattlesnake
Under my skin where the infection sleeps
I bend until I break
Under my skin it's a sticky mess
Under my skin I’m turning to stone
Under my skin there's a thousand demons
But I’m always alone
Under my skin the bones howl
Under my skin the nightmare's explode
Under my skin I can't stop crying
It's a long black road
Under my skin the itch is unscratched
Under my skin I’ve met my match
Under my skin my dreams die unhatched
Under my skin there's always a catch
Under my skin I never surrender
Under my skin the past's in debate
Under my skin love's a curse that you lend her
Under my skin I make love to my hate
Under my skin there's never tomorrow
Under my skin I’m lost in the dark
Under my skin I’m the master of sorrow
And I swim every night with the sharks
Under my skin I’m ready to run
Under my skin there's nowhere to hide
Under my skin the world is a stranger
And I’ve already died
Under my skin there's a fire burning
Under my skin there's never a smile
Under my skin I’m drowning not waving
Under my skin there's only denial