Produced, Mixed, and Mastered by Vladymir John / MATOKI 
Track Art by 505

Lyrics:
Everyday I walk you to the door
I wait for you to come back home again
You tell me you don't want to be rich
Just enough to get by
You make me smile in faces you draw
And I like you for that
You're living your minimum wage
Or not even

Then you do it everyday of the week
The week, the week
It's getting under my skin
Under my skin

Like the way the inks in your skin tell your story
I didn't know that we used to live in one city
Now we write songs when we feel like we have things to say
We write songs about our cats
Or how you almost died today

Then you do it everyday of the week
The week, the week
It's getting under my skin
Under my skin
Then you do it everyday of the week
The week, the week
It's getting under my skin
Under your skin

Restart the system I suppose
You work until you break your bones

Everyday I walk you to the door
I wait for you to come back home again



Under My Skin

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