Social Ghost from Possession by Cousin Boneless

Sharp Dressed Man
armed to the teeth with the dancin’ shoes
Movin’ through the room in my tailor made costume
So many hats to wear and boy they all fit fine
Say you like my style but this design it wasn’t mine
Who I am all depends on the way these devils dress me
My whole persona rests on social ghosts what possessed me
Behind the scenes of these shiny screens
there’s a story tellin’ me
There’s a little whisper creepin’ through my head
Devil on my shoulder tells me who I am
Well it doesn’t really matter what I do or what I say
You don’t really know me, just the role I play
We’re all just actors here to play out this little scene
Our dialogue dictated by who we are supposedly
This character is fictional and the director ain’t here to help
Everytime I get to know myself I become someone else

• Punk
• folk punk
• spooky
• street
• traveling
• Pittsburgh