| (Oh, I just feel like running away
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| Oh, I just feel like running
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| Oh, I just feel like running away
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| Oh, I just feel like running)
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| Grandma told mama Spanish is a dirty language
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| Just say «hello», don’t say «hola"cause that shit is dangerous
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| Brown skin strangers, everybody see you as less
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| Suppress where you from if you wanna be a success
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| Twelfth grader, high school where she birthed my older brother
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| She never learned, so he can’t learn the culture from his mother
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| And we had different daddies, mine was raised in Oklahoma
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| His parents barely know him, but he had no control of
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| His living situation, or his lack of family love
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| He never learned the heritage that’s swimming in his blood
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| So, all I know is he’s the reason why my skin is light
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| Sometimes I lay awake and wonder who I am at night
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| Yeah, they call me Caraveo, that’s my stepdad’s name
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| He treat me like his own, so I kept my stepdad’s name
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| But he’s adopted, so he doesn’t know either
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| And I feel like such an outsider…
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| In my own skin
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| (Oh, I just feel like running away)
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| In my own skin
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| (Oh, I just feel like running)
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| In my own skin
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| (Oh, I just feel like running away)
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| In my own skin
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| (Oh, I just feel like running)
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| (I feel like such an outsider…)
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| In my own skin (in my own skin)
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| (Oh, I just feel like running away)
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| In my own skin
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| (Oh, I just feel like running)
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| In my own skin
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| (Oh, I just feel like running away)
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| In my own skin
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| (Oh, I just feel like running)
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| City after city, use to hop around
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| Actin' out in class, trying to find some common ground
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| If I can make 'em laugh, maybe I can make a friend
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| Attention only cost attention, I’ll take it then
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| I’m only here for twelve months, and then I say goodbye
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| So, by the time we build a bond we gotta break the tie
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| So, it’s only natural that I started skipping steps
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| Trying to figure out love as I get undressed, there I was
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| Bidding thee farewell to my virginity at twelve
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| Insistent with women, I been finicky and frail
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| I’m closed off and I keep my feelings to myself cause
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| Somewhere I learned that’s what it means to be a male
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| Got good at telling people what they really wanna hear
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| So, I kill it every quarter: I’m the salesmen of the year
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| But I still can’t make myself proud
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| Man, I just wanna peel myself out… of my own skin
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| Of my own skin, feel like an outsider in my own skin
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| In my own skin, in my own skin
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| Man, I feel like such an outsider…
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| In my own skin
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| (Oh, I just feel like running away)
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| In my own skin
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| (Oh, I just feel like running)
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| In my own skin
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| (Oh, I just feel like running away)
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| In my own skin
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| (Oh, I just feel like running)
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| In my, in my
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| (Oh, I just feel like running away)
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| In my, in my
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| (Oh, I just feel like running)
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| In my, in my
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| (Oh, I just feel like running away)
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| In my, in my
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| (Oh, I just feel like running)
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| In my, in my… |