Following my lust for wonder 
Everywhere I`ve ever been
I can`t escape the sound of it
The sound of my screaming skin
My skin cries
My blood sighs
I still owe some dread on this hide
Following my trust in wonder
I watch the circus begin
I can`t ignore the scent of it
The scent of my screaming skin
My skin cries
My blood sighs
I still owe some dread on this hide
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Laaaaaa
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
I`m a multicellular individual
Way out of proportion
We`ve got the hemo-dynamic connection
Don`t call me germ
Allowing for my strength to muster
My losses begin to win
Tropical winds start to bluster
Raising the fur on my skin
My skin cries
My spirits fly
But I still owe some dread on this hide
Ooohhh, Oooohhh
Yeah
I`m a multicellular individual
You`re way out of proportion
We`ve got the hemo-dynamic connection
Don`t call me germ
Swallowing my pride no longer 
I taste the forbidden sun
If I have been slaughtered by hunger
I`m not the only one
My skin cries
My blood sighs
I still owe some dread on this hide of mine
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la,
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
I`m a multicellular individual
Way out of proportion ah ha
We`ve got the hemo-dynamic connection
Don`t call me germ
My skin cries
My spirit flies
But I still owe some dread on this hide
My skin cries
My blood sighs
And I still owe some dread on this hide of mine