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you recognise old friend
Not every time with you but surely in the end

Night sky is dark like never before
Gaunt shadows drink your spark and ask for

Fucker
Disease
Gaunt no good
Fucker
Disease
Gaunt no good
Fucker
Disease
Gaunt no good
Selling prophecies for a profit
These ugly ducks don't need

But we're dry drowning high above the land
Won't you get gaunt with me?
I could use a skeleton crew
Done decaying on my own
These violent delights
These

Misanthropic tendencies make you gaunt, gaunt
Let me put your mind at ease take a drop, drop
Psychopathic tendencies make you rot, rot
Humankind is

gaunts
Peru!
Got a hard head got soft to sell
Will he kill you or just joking It's hard to tell
I'm hard as cells got my father cells
Be surprised what I

The splendor turned to rage
Come swift and sudden dread
The bells ceased overhead
Hang up the black sable
For the army of the dead
Their faces gaunt and ghastly,

cnd the cold light of day
Eyeliner, mascara running down my face 
Here comes the dawn
Dazzling spectacle left me gaunt 
cpollo's coming up
Have I had

Daze

Say Anything

Daze

2018

It's been days since I have slept a wink
I'm gaunt and dehydrated, I can't even think of
Days without something in my nose
It's been days, it's

Saintly Rows (Oh Oh)

Dear and the Headlights

Drunk Like Bible Times

cavernous psalms
They swing from your lips then tie your tongue up like you asked them to
Out come the gaunt ghosts of your thoughts
They're shrieking in

I say too much
That I’m either a glutton or I’m gaunt
Well I’ll just sing some la-di-das for you
If nonsense is what you all want

la-di-da, la-di-da,

beautiful
Hands painted blue, psyche haunted
Standing still, crooked and gaunt
Am I beautiful or built to fall?
Yesterday I
Caught myself crying
Violently

I'm going back to visit my old haunts
To tour the scenes that haunt my dreams
The ghosts that wander here are not so gaunt
Nor are they as mean

grown gaunt and lean
So bright, their murd'rous eyes
Every day every night always watching me
3 Hungry years
Frozen with our fears
Locked in the ice
No

a toll on me
Apparently, apparently
I'm feeling sick
I'm feeling gaunt
So this is what you want?
This is what you want

I get up off the pavement
I hear

was gaunt
How we're perceived is so based on one thing
The battles won but not how we loss, then reversed that fact
And becoming much better receding

The jungle it's a risky thing that they're unwilling to take

I overhear some chats 'bout jeers at someone who’s gaunt  
and others without voice to keep him

a snack I swallow some gas
I don't know what I want
I am thin, I am gaunt
Just half-alive I'm chasing myself
I don't know who's to be
My body or me
I have

Gaunt ribboned hounds they wallow
Synchronous, what all is scrawled
In finding your better half
Prating mouths of fallow
Catching eyes at the brunt

a trail
Decimated rotting flesh
Hanging from a walking mess
Skin stretched tight 
Over gaunt demonic fright
Senseless hunger craving flesh
Helpless mind

car
Trailing both my hands
Cos I'm gaunt and cast
With my jawline melting
I'm a new Pierrot
Swaying on my ladder 
And it's lucid these stories
They're

bare
And make vivid
A dark shallow vein
Disguise and shame
Of all light downward

A gaunt fashion
Pulled tightly over peaking bone
A gaunt

not submit
Planes of flesh grow by the minute
Never a dry lip dancing to the drums that split
Human love production breakdown
Gaunt skeleton woken for

the scenery's aged
A couple less of the rest and a few more
All dead as can be
Lost at American sea
Seven strings and one of them strung
At the gaunt tree where

a dietetic aura
Call me Icarus if you want
I'll still be crushing on the apple girl, apple girl
Even if all I'll be is gaunt

Spirit or a fairy
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