Soft Porn

Pick up the fuckin' phone

I need a warmth of your tone

Got my first 20 straights just to smoke it up alone

This is isolation

This is demon bliss

Could I reach for her kiss?

Could I reach for her kiss?

If I'm swum, baby, it's not your fault

I always sunk, I always sunk

You ain't used to a boy who bleeds to the moon

It ain't your fault (It ain't your fault)

I'd sink in salt (Baby)

Scarlet fingers I could move through you

But to drown you to disgrace fumes

This is isolation

This is demonic bliss

Could I reach for her kiss?

Could I reach for her kiss?

Rhetoric verses I could spill

Only to find myself to limbo wish

This is whisky, this is ocean bed

Baby, let it take me instead

Let it take me instead