From Now On - Pavement

From now on

I make haste

To carry my skin

Into the arm

Must of ???

Never less

Never less

Cuaght might grow in to a mind that eats

Like a big taste lie

I’ve laid low

From now on

This is a joke

When he sees the skin rought on me

Play low

From now on

This is a joke

Can i see the skin rot

On a dog stray’s hide