This skin

Im wearing this skin
And its freaking me out
Am I living a dream?
Or am I in the doors of hell?

The red sun gave me
A little reason to go on
Talking to the moon
Talking to the sun…

Can they hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can God hear me?
I don’t think so…

I would like change this skin
But it´s impossible now,
May be tomorrow,
May be in San Juan…