Straitjacket from Swords by Nick Lutsko

I fill my cup with an insatiable swell
I draw my water from a virtual well
Yes, I’m dying of thirst
But it doesn’t taste so bad

I dreamed my family took a trip on a boat
Treacherous creatures began stirring below
And as the ship went down
I began to shout “but what about my phone?”
I woke up singing, come on, baby

Hold me like a straight jacket
Control me like a maniac
I wanna taste the kiss of your digital bliss
I say I’m leaving but you
know me so much better than that
Sh-sh-show me anything except for
what’s directly in front of me

The world keeps spinning round in spite of ourselves
You’ll find us dangling in our virtual cells
Bathing in perspectives
Each of them reflective of our own

No matter how hard you try, you can’t hide from yourself
You maliciously carouse inside of an anonymous hell
But when your ship goes down
You’ll be stuck with the sound
Of words buried in your throat
They won’t stop singing, come on, baby

Hold me like a straight jacket
Control me like a maniac
I wanna taste the kiss of your digital bliss
I say I’m leaving but you
know me so much better than that
Sh-sh-show me anything except for
what’s directly in front of me

The bomb, it fell and we went back to the land
Mourning the ghosts we once tattooed to our hands
And with a final bow
I began to shout “This never was my home”
I went out screaming, come on, baby

Hold me like a straight jacket
Control me like a maniac
I wanna taste the kiss of your digital bliss
I say I’m leaving but you
know me so much better than that-that-that-that-that

Unfold me like a blanket and lay me in your lap
Mold me in the image of a doormat
I’m longing for the fix of your tentacle grip
And never ever let me go, don’t let me go
Let me go, please

Hold me like a straight jacket
Control me like a maniac
I wanna taste the kiss of your digital bliss
I say I’m leaving but you
know me so much better than that

Console me, indulge me
Atone me, or dispose of me

Show me anything except for what’s directly affecting me
I can’t sit here and pretend that I’m impressed with reality
Please don’t take it personally
I just know there’s something better than this

Hold me like a straight jacket
Control me like a maniac
I wanna taste the kiss of your digital bliss
I say I’m leaving but you know me

• Alternative
• indie rock
• progressive pop
• Chattanooga