In My Own Skin - Ryan Caraveo

(Oh, I just feel like running away

Oh, I just feel like running

Oh, I just feel like running away

Oh, I just feel like running)

Grandma told mama Spanish is a dirty language

Just say «hello», don’t say «hola"cause that shit is dangerous

Brown skin strangers, everybody see you as less

Suppress where you from if you wanna be a success

Twelfth grader, high school where she birthed my older brother

She never learned, so he can’t learn the culture from his mother

And we had different daddies, mine was raised in Oklahoma

His parents barely know him, but he had no control of

His living situation, or his lack of family love

He never learned the heritage that’s swimming in his blood

So, all I know is he’s the reason why my skin is light

Sometimes I lay awake and wonder who I am at night

Yeah, they call me Caraveo, that’s my stepdad’s name

He treat me like his own, so I kept my stepdad’s name

But he’s adopted, so he doesn’t know either

And I feel like such an outsider…

In my own skin

(Oh, I just feel like running away)

In my own skin

(Oh, I just feel like running)

In my own skin

(Oh, I just feel like running away)

In my own skin

(Oh, I just feel like running)

(I feel like such an outsider…)

In my own skin (in my own skin)

(Oh, I just feel like running away)

In my own skin

(Oh, I just feel like running)

In my own skin

(Oh, I just feel like running away)

In my own skin

(Oh, I just feel like running)

City after city, use to hop around

Actin' out in class, trying to find some common ground

If I can make 'em laugh, maybe I can make a friend

Attention only cost attention, I’ll take it then

I’m only here for twelve months, and then I say goodbye

So, by the time we build a bond we gotta break the tie

So, it’s only natural that I started skipping steps

Trying to figure out love as I get undressed, there I was

Bidding thee farewell to my virginity at twelve

Insistent with women, I been finicky and frail

I’m closed off and I keep my feelings to myself cause

Somewhere I learned that’s what it means to be a male

Got good at telling people what they really wanna hear

So, I kill it every quarter: I’m the salesmen of the year

But I still can’t make myself proud

Man, I just wanna peel myself out… of my own skin

Of my own skin, feel like an outsider in my own skin

In my own skin, in my own skin

Man, I feel like such an outsider…

In my own skin

(Oh, I just feel like running away)

In my own skin

(Oh, I just feel like running)

In my own skin

(Oh, I just feel like running away)

In my own skin

(Oh, I just feel like running)

In my, in my

(Oh, I just feel like running away)

In my, in my

(Oh, I just feel like running)

In my, in my

(Oh, I just feel like running away)

In my, in my

(Oh, I just feel like running)

In my, in my…