HUNGRY from GODDAMNVANITY by MACHINEKIT

Tapped into your world without any water,
I fear this life is bloodthirsty.
A friendly ghost is a soulless host
With a body and figure that’s just as empty.
I move my mouth.
I utter sounds in Plato’s cave
She’ll watch my shadow dance and play.
Around that burning light.
Witness lover’s fight.
Cause we’re all just hungry for some skin.

When the passion dies do I look for Christ
Or commit to live inside of your rabbit hole?
I want some friends;
Some brand new friends
To profess a fresh new batch of confidence.
I’ll mask it with my sex appeal,
And garnish with prosthetic fuckin’ zeal
Cause I’m an old man’s tale
When adulthood fails,
But I still want you to know who I am.

These fucked up writers,
Poetic liars,
We’re all rocking the same fuckin’ boat.
But when the music dies,
I’ll find the Anti-Christ
And sell my soul the same way Johnson did.
Cause this Rom-com is a horror-flick
And the protagonist is a fucking narracist
And the body of work is only a mirror
Cause there’s nothing else and no one else is here,
But the pages of history keep turning

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