Skin

All day long she´s waiting
for the night to ask her out.
To be somebody´s dancer,
to get lost inside a crowd.
There´s no need to talk,
because the music is so loud.
Till a taxi drops her back,
into a morning full of doubts.

Chorus:
You can feel like a part of
something if you´re
part of the scene.

You can make your life look pretty
out a little ice and gin.

Wash of the make-up
and prepare the aspirin.

Well you can get out of
this party dress but you
can´t get out of this skin.

His home is where his hearth is
at the parties that he rolls.
He tells himself he can´t be lonely
cause he´s never on his own.
And all the friends he makes at night,
in the morning they are gone.
And he´s left with his four walls,
his aching head, his silent phone.

Chorus:
You can feel like a part of
something if you´re
part of the scene.

You can make your life look pretty
out a little ice and gin.

Wash of the make-up
and prepare the aspirin.

Well you can get out of
this party dress but you
can´t get out of this skin.

All day long she´s waiting
for the night to ask her out.
To be somebody´s dancer

Chorus:
You can feel like a part of
something if you´re
part of the scene.

You can make your life look pretty
out a little ice and gin.

Wash of the make-up
and prepare the aspirin.

Well you can get out of
this party dress but you
can´t get out of

Feeling like you are part of
something if you´re
part of the scene.

You can make your life look pretty
out a little ice and gin.

Wash of the make-up
and prepare the aspirin.

Well you can get out of
this party dress but you
can´t get out of this skin...