THICK SKIN

I'll make the best of it, I'll make the best of it

I can take another hit, I can take another hit

Take a shot at my thick skin. These calasses harden my innocence.

There's more noise in the silence then out I. The grid

I can't take any more of this simulation.

Never down im just a cloud away.

I'll hold out for these soon to come, so they say, better days.

But for now I'll hold my ground. I hope I never change.

I'll make the best of this bull until I'm down to change