Skin

No one gives a fuck until you're famous
And no one really cares unless you're dead or on drugs, oh
The person that I was still makes me sick to my stomach
And I can't figure out where I belong

And I'm not thinking right again
And I can't help myself, I wish I had your skin

Wake up with me then I can feel alright
I can't stay all year, I wish I could, I

No one gives a fuck until you're famous
See your fakes and liberties smile, it makes sense
And all your friends are numb, dumb coke addicts
If I can't save myself, I'll spend my time with you
It's half past 12 I'm by myself
I'd die for you

(It's half past 12 I'm by myself-self)

Wake up with me then I can feel alright
I can't stay all year, I wish I could, I
I'm not here, but time goes by a little fucking easier
If I could have your skin it would be easier for me

I know that you're waiting for me
Usually I probably only think about you
Weekly but lately I can't get out of bed
If I could go back to where we started I would tell you that I'm
Sorry for the months that passed me by
When I believed that I was better off dead

(It's half past 12 I'm by myself-self)

Wake up with me then I can feel alright
I can't stay all year, I wish I could, I
I'm not here, but time goes by a little fucking easier
If I could have your skin it would be easier for me

'Cause I'm not thinking right again
I can't help myself, I wish I had your skin



Credits
Writer(s): Mike Shinoda, Harry Gilmour, Cassy Brooking
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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