https://drive.google.com/open?id=1k7w26gVNNjihOK7f6kn7IwkTD9r5nhmc Pale White Punk

I keep my act together, my mouth shut when I drink. My eyes and ears are open, I don’t talk before I think. I keep my glow from flaming, my feet below my knees. My ghosts locked in the closet and my shirts pressed up and clean. I’m a pale, white punk. I’m an uptight drunk and my daddy was to.

I keep my home a haven, a proper sinner nest. I’m bad but I’m behaving close behind the second best. I’m a pale, white punk. I’m an uptight drunk and my daddy was to.