"Wet Noose" lyrics

"Wet Noose"

Skin is never hard to come by
Grab your coat and take her home, oh
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

Ooh, ba ba ba, ooh, ba ba ba ba
Ooh, ba ba ba, ooh, ba ba ba ba

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


EP: "Immortal Youth" (2015)
Ghost Atlas - Immortal Youth EP cover
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