Skin
Rainmakers Lyrics

Who am I, I don't know, I have no idea
The singer is unsure of their true identity.

When my friends look at me I wonder who they think they're seeing
The singer is uncertain if they are accurately represented to others.

Search me, layer by layer
The singer invites introspection, even if it is painful.

But inside I'm afraid you'll find thin air
The singer is fearful that there is nothing more to discover about themselves.

Yeah, yes, guess again
The singer challenges listeners to reconsider their assumptions about identity.

What makes me tick? How should I know, I've been trained like a monkey
The singer feels like their behavior is predetermined and shaped by external forces rather than their own agency.

The bell rings and I start to jones like a junkie
The singer is addicted to routine and struggles with breaking free from it.

What turns me on? I wish I knew
The singer is uncertain about their own desires.

Wish I could tell the real thing
The singer longs for authenticity in their experiences and emotions.

My honest desire from my conditioning
The singer struggles to differentiate between genuine desires and societal pressures.

Touch me now, now touch me again
The singer longs for emotional connection and intimacy.

I want to feel something real coming through this skin
The singer seeks a more genuine and authentic experience of the world.

I've been boxing with my shadow, winded and tagged
The singer has been fighting with their own inner demons and feels exhausted and defeated as a result.

I can't punch my way out of a paper bag
The singer feels powerless in their attempts to overcome their own struggles.

It's as thick as you think, thin as the reasoning you bought
The singer's perception of their own identity is influenced by their own biases and limited understanding.

I'm a mummy wrapped in a gauze of my own thoughts
The singer feels trapped and suffocated by their own mental preoccupations and anxieties.

And I want to know who I'd be
The singer desires a more authentic and genuine understanding of their own self.

If I never had bathed in the static, the snow, and the radio wave
The singer wonders how their own identity would have been shaped without external influences.

The flickering image, the pandering thought
The singer is critical of the superficial and manipulative messages that are constantly projected by society.

That's been passed off and on
The singer feels that these messages have been forced onto them without their own active consent or participation.

To be the blueprint of God
The singer is critical of the societal biases and norms that dictate what is considered acceptable or divine.

Hey yes, guess again
The singer challenges listeners to think critically about the societal messages and expectations that shape identity.

Who we might be if we could shed this skin
The singer imagines a more genuine and authentic version of themselves that exists beyond their societal conditioning and biases.