Projection

When the kids go out to play
I like to stay inside
Even though it looks like fun
I'd probably burn and die
Cuz my skin isn't made for the weather
Now you know that I am so much older I still stay inside
Looking at myself I feel ok
But when will I be alright
Cuz my skin isn't made for the weather

Now the kids are in to play
And I still stay inside
Looking at myself I feel ok
But when will I be alright
Cuz my skin isn't made for the weather

Outside again, looking at the clouds
They look like nothing
Dead grass underneath my feet
It's raining men, I'm stuck inside staring at the ceiling
I might as well just go to sleep