Skin
The Amenta Lyrics


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The neon bruise on her cheek flickers on/off/on in the rain. On her thigh there is a tattooed smear. She finds a vein in her ankle. Pull back.

Under a tangle of freeway passes, a squat, squalid city. Derelict buildings huddled together for warmth, windows burn with cool blue TV fire. They all sell something down here. Sex, drugs, religion. They'll buy escape at any price.

She squats in a peeling doorway, something childlike and explicit in the splay of her legs. From her tiny purse she takes a cigarette and rolls it between her fingers.

Buildings grow like weeds between drifts of broken stereos and refrigerator boxes.
He steps towards her and offers a light. The gesture is familiar and as she stands, a coy smile twists her face, the cigarette casually held to hide her broken tooth. As they talk she smooths the pleated vinyl of her skirt. He draws her back into the doorway, out of the rain.

The only moon over the city tonight is the crescent of bleached teeth on a billboard advertising salvation, at a high price.





He steps towards her but doesn't offer a light. When he spits at her feet she recoils, as if it has landed on her cheek. As he waves his fist she notices the stains on his teeth. She thinks they must have been retouched for the billboard. His teeth are the colour of derelict, rotten buildings. She says "At least I admit what I am". He spits again and walks away.

Overall Meaning

The Amenta's song "Skin" paints a gritty picture of the seedy underbelly of a city. The lyrics describe a woman with a bruise on her cheek who is engaging in drug use and prostitution. She finds a vein in her ankle to inject drugs and squats in a doorway, cigarette in hand, waiting for a client. The city described is a desolate place, with derelict buildings and broken stereos strewn about. The only light comes from the flickering blue glow of televisions in windows. The woman and a man make a connection, but it quickly turns sour when he reveals his violent intentions towards her.


The lyrics are a commentary on the harsh reality of life for those living on the fringes of society. The woman's bruises, tattoos, and broken tooth are visible signs of the abuse and degradation she has experienced. The man's violent outburst shows the danger she faces every day. The city is a place of desperation, where people will do anything to escape their circumstances, even if it means selling their bodies or their souls.


Overall, The Amenta's "Skin" is a powerful depiction of a harsh reality that is often hidden from view. Through vivid imagery and stark language, the song sheds light on the suffering of those living on the margins of society and the dangers they face.


Line by Line Meaning

The neon bruise on her cheek flickers on/off/on in the rain.
Her bruised cheek, glowing neon in color, flickers on and off in the rain.


On her thigh there is a tattooed smear.
There is a dirty tattoo mark on her thigh.


She finds a vein in her ankle. Pull back.
She spots a vein in her ankle and prepares for injecting drugs.


Under a tangle of freeway passes, a squat, squalid city.
The city is grimy and decaying, cluttered by highway overpasses.


Derelict buildings huddled together for warmth, windows burn with cool blue TV fire.
Run-down buildings are gathered in tight clusters, their blue-tinted TV screens flickering in the night.


They all sell something down here. Sex, drugs, religion.
All kinds of things are sold in this shady part of the city - from sex to drugs to religion.


She squats in a peeling doorway, something childlike and explicit in the splay of her legs.
She sits with her legs splayed out, revealing her vulnerability and innocence while also being sexually suggestive.


From her tiny purse she takes a cigarette and rolls it between her fingers.
She takes out a cigarette from her small purse and fidgets with it in her fingers.


Buildings grow like weeds between drifts of broken stereos and refrigerator boxes.
The buildings in this part of the city have exploded in growth and are intertwined with garbage and debris.


He steps towards her and offers a light.
The man walks up to her and offers a lighter for her cigarette.


The gesture is familiar and as she stands, a coy smile twists her face, the cigarette casually held to hide her broken tooth.
She recognizes the man's kind gesture and as she stands up, she flashes a clever smile, holding her cigarette in a way that disguises her damaged tooth.


As they talk she smooths the pleated vinyl of her skirt.
She fidgets with her skirt made of pleated vinyl while talking to the man.


He draws her back into the doorway, out of the rain.
He invites her back into the doorway to shelter her from the rain.


The only moon over the city tonight is the crescent of bleached teeth on a billboard advertising salvation, at a high price.
There's only one notable thing in the sky tonight - a billboard advertising an expensive religion, featuring a crescent made of white teeth.


He steps towards her but doesn't offer a light.
The man approaches her again, but this time he doesn't offer to light her cigarette.


When he spits at her feet she recoils, as if it has landed on her cheek.
She's taken aback and flinches when the man spits at her feet, reacting as if it's hit her face.


As he waves his fist she notices the stains on his teeth.
As the man raises his fist, she sees the ugly marks on his teeth.


She thinks they must have been retouched for the billboard. His teeth are the colour of derelict, rotten buildings.
She assumes that his teeth must have been photoshopped for the billboard, as they look as repulsive as the rundown buildings in the area.


She says 'At least I admit what I am'. He spits again and walks away.
She retorts that she's honest about who she is, but the man contemptuously spits at her again and then walks away.




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