Black Sweatshirt lyrics

Tonight I`m in the mood for some unscheduled affection
Spontaneous combustion...I`m playing with my fire inside
Burning my inner child blackened his skin to the tint of his sweatshirt
`Hey...when you play with the big boys, you get hurt!`
I used to suck my thumb while rubbing silk blankets across my cheek
Until my mom denied me access. I bawled for weeks
We don`t speak to this day. I came to terms with my fear and loathing
Now I wear this clothing...like it`s an extra layer of old skin
Afraid to shed...tears...in the fabric...from years that I`ve had it
Found abandoned on the stairs to the attic
Collecting runaway skin cells...absorbing memories
It`s been to hell and back, dragged through the dirt and even worn by enemies
Born in the 70`s of the 20th century
Making that distinction is for future reference...In case y`all remember me
And my genesis. What`s most important is to remember this
Women and men are pissed. When they kiss they exchange spit that is venomous
Most of it is affection-less and the affects of this has us quick to clench a fist
Don`t get fancy with your paintbrush when you reminisce

I`m sentimental and I miss what used to be close to me
or maybe I`ve just got OCD and I can`t break my old routines
Hopefully I reconcile with my inseparable...what lies inside from head to toes
Instead of symbolizing clothes...identifying with outside symbols...

Cut out the middle man...

But my woobie is in demand...

I`m feeling like a kid again.

`It protected me from the wind, sea and sand
Sanity was saved from the crazy cemetery walks
And every awkward moment spent talking with the Boogie Man
Man...managed unconditional comfort. As I`ve come to unders
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