Straight Jacket by Marcus Skinner

I would kiss you on the mouth if you'd allow it
The way you look at me makes me forget
I'm not attractive and I dress like shit
You're so attentive I can't pretend
If I wanted I could resist

I hate chasing these pretty white flakes
They say they all look different
But to me they're all the same, I need to get away
To where there's no snow
I'm ditching all my friends; Become a memory, a ghost

Moving away from home
Now I'm a ghost
The sun sets better
On the west coast

Moving away from home
Now I'm a ghost
The sun sets better
On the west coast



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