We are the same,

Both you and me,

We both like to draw,

Pictures on our skin.

But we lie to each other,

Hiding our secrets,

Scared of judgement,

Becuse we might have gone too far.

Lying on the roof,

Underneath the stars,

You show me yours,

And I show you mine.

We are the same,

Both you and me,

We both like to draw,

Pictures on our skin.