Straitjacket - Gnarwolves

I found love at the bottoms of bottles

The edges of twilight where my Sunday slips into my Monday

And I won’t stretch to be more than a user

I’m trying, I’m failing and I’m wondering if I earned this ending

My mind is safe in death

It’s motionless

Flooding my brain with toxins

Did you hear that I was born in a straitjacket?

I was born in a straitjacket

I was born

I was born

And I found love on the edge of acceptance

The paranoid privilege of a small town

I fell in and out and in and out and in

My mind is safe in death, in spiderwebs

Flooding my brain with toxins

Did you hear that I was born in a straitjacket?

I was born in a straitjacket

I was born

I was born

And I know where this is leading

With you gone and me leaving

And I know where this is leading

When you’re gone, I’m leaving