[Verse 1]
I have nothing left to prove
No demonstrations, no explanations
There was never any intention for me to convince you

[Chorus]
It's just another case of you with your formless sense of importance
You're breathing fire and your words are burning in hell
This rebellion is marching to its disarray
It talks in circles and its words are burning in hell

[Verse 2]
You are every inch of neutral
So avert your senses from my dedication
Wash my skin down to my stubborn and proud skeleton hands, yeah

[Chorus]
It's just another case of you with your formless sense of importance
You're breathing fire and your words are burning in hell
This rebellion is marching to its disarray
It talks in circles and its words are burning in hell

[Outro]
You're not getting under my skin
Yeah, you're not getting under my skin
You're not getting under my skin
You're not getting under my skin
You're not getting under my skin
You're not getting under my skin
Under my skin