From Now On

I Make Haste

To Carry My Skin

Into The Arm

Must Of Been More

Never Less

Never Less

Caught

Might Grow In

To A Mind That Eats

Like A Big Tasty Lie

I've Laid Low

From Now On

This Is A Joke

When He Sees The Skin Rot On Me

Play Low

From Now On

This Is A Joke

Can I See The Skin Rot

On A Dog Stray's Hide