It's the Skin

When I did drugs and ran around

We were kids, we owned that town

We'd steal for fun and we'd get caught

We would run. but we wouldn't get shot

Lookin' back, I shake with tears

Same dumb crimes, same dumb fears

It's not the time, it's not the sin

It's not an accident, it's the skin

So now's the time to begin to admit

That it's the skin