Ghost Atlas - Wet Noose

Skin is never hard to come by.
Grab your coat and take her home.
I just want your arms around me.
Be my psychosexual.

I'm not trying to fill my void, no.
I'm just looking to kill some time.
All I really want is to touch your skin
When innocence is hard to come by.
Innocence is hard.

Gutted youth, throat pressed to the knife.
Clean shot cracks that bone.
Anchored noose, tossed beyond the shallows.
Gallows.

I can't bear to mask the absence,
Of her touch with imposing fingers.
She touched my lips as I clenched her hips.
She never looked so beautiful.

All I really want is to touch your skin,
When innocence is hard to come by.
Innocence is hard.

Gutted youth, throat pressed to the knife.
Clean shot cracks that bone.
Anchored noose, tossed beyond the shallows.
Gallows.

I'm not trying to fill my void, no.
I'm just looking to kill some time.
All I really want is to touch your skin
When innocence is hard to come by.
Innocence is lost.

Innocence is fucking lost.

Gutted youth, throat pressed to the knife.
Clean shot cracks that bone.
Anchored noose, tossed beyond the shallows.
Gallows.