Someone Else's Skin
- Aaron Tveit (2009)You are listening to the song Someone Else's Skin by Aaron Tveit, writer by Marc Shaiman;Scott Wittman in album Catch Me If You Can: Demo Recording. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
Lyrics
There's no phone booth
There's no cape
There's no Steve McQueen
To help me make my great escape
How can I fly
Like a hero in the sky?
Be a shooting star out in the stratosphere.
Where's the shadow?
He might know.
Where's that searchlight
In the sky to point the way to go?
Through some new cloud
To disappear into the crowd
Though the future's dark
There's one thing crystal clear
That there's no home here.
So many voices telling me to choose
It's like a game where either team I lose
This kind of noise just makes me want to shout
I'd like to buy a one way ticket out.
Rules of the road say. "Don't look back
Eyes straight ahead. Don't jump the track"
Try a new game and pray that I can win
Cause I just don't feel at home in mine
So I'll slip down into someone else's skin.
I see the maps from every book I've read
The worlds that I have lived inside my head
I thought a love like there's could never die
If it can fade away then so can I.
At first you see me then you don't
Don't look for me. You know I won't even be there
So let the games begin
Cause I just don't feel at home in mine
So I'll slip down into someone else's skin
Into someone else's skin, yea.
I'm gonna run down the street
Run outta town
I'm gonna run from the whole team and never touch down
Run from the books
Cause it's all been a fake
I'm gonna run from the choices that I don't wanna make.
School's not out but I can't wait
It's the perfect time to graduate today
I've gotta run away now
I've got to run away
Oh yea yea.
I know they'll see the truth when I move on
They'll need each other much more once I'm gone
And then I'm flush and he's back on his feet
I'll pick him up and ride down easy street.
No time to cry for all the years
A rusty gas tank full of tears gets ya nowhere
Not the places I want in
And I just don't feel at home in mine
So I'll slip down into someone else's skin
Into someone else's skin, yea
Into someone else's skin
Into someone else's skin.
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