You're the one thing I look forward to
It's our secret that I'm into you
I slide my hand across your face
Your chest down to that secret place
Didn't call you over just to hold your hand
'Cause that's the way it works from what I understand
Never thought I'd get this far in one night
And I think you're staying over cause it feels just right
White skin! White skin, white skin!
White skin, white skin! White skin, white skin!
It's been weeks now, that you've been in my bed
Sometimes at night when I get frigid
I take control, I close my eyes
You play your game and I claim my prize
Can't get any closer, any closer than this
I got a taste for your cold and hard kiss
Haven't said a word since I found you that day
And we never go out cause I like it that way
White skin! White skin, white skin!
White skin, white skin! White skin, white skin!
Your white skin is like porcelain
Where does it start and where do I begin?
I really like the complexion
Of your pale and smooth white skin, white skin
You're my Lover and you treat me so well
You don't complain and you don't argue
I dress you up however I like
Or take it all off, I know you won't bite
Some day you'll be gone but you may not mind
This kind of affair just happens all the time
I'll cut off your arms and your legs and your head
But you won't feel it cause you’re made of plastic
White skin! White skin, white skin!
White skin, white skin! White skin, white skin!
credits
from Out It Comes,
released October 24, 2014
Written by Conan Romanyk
"Advice Column" is a new collaborative project featuring tracks written, recorded, and produced remotely during quarantine. Bandcamp New & Notable May 14, 2020