Augusta

No Escape

{SKIN}
     BOY     

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.

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 off 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 heart is at the parties that he rolls.
Tells himself he can't be lonely cause he's never on his own,
But 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

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 off 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.

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 off 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 are part of the scene
You can make your life look pretty out a little ice and gin,
Wash off the make-up and prepare the aspirin
Well you can get out of this party dress but you can't get out of this...

Eigentlich gehe ich selten weg, doch in den letzten paar Tagen war ich sogar öftere Male. Ich gehe deshalb selten weg, weil es mir nicht gefällt. Ich fühle mich unwohl in den aufreizenden Kleidern, die sich anfühlen, wie eine zweite Haut, eine aufgezwungene Haut, die nicht zu mir gehört - eine Zwangsjacke. Das bin ich nicht. Ich tanze gerne, aber nicht mit anderen. Ich lache gerne, aber nicht, weil mir jemand einen Witz erzählt, auf den ich lachen soll. Aber ich trage sie jedes Mal, denn ohne sie fühle ich mich einsam. Nicht beachtet, hässlich, nicht willkommen. Das Gefühl in der fremden Haut ist erträglicher als das Gefühl der fremden Welt.