(Name is actually "Skeletons")
We walk around,
Pretend we don`t see
The sickening joke
Played out on we
Have just a few years of juiced-plump skin
Then it slides off;
Back to the skeleton
Back to the dust.
See the walking skeletons.
We`re not the living.
We`re the dying,
Looking sicker everyday,
After the second decade.
Rotting on the vine is not glamourous,
But it will be contagious.
I`ll spoil the home
If I`ve got to go
Back to the bone.
First your face cracks. Then,
Your hair colour doesn`t last.
You try to hide in fat
(That`s just a skeleton gift-wrapped.)
You`ve got an arsenal of creams
Fighting dehydrating.
If you think you can win
Maybe you should squint;
Back to the skeleton.
I`m falling from the sky,
But on my way down
I`m grabbing all life.
I`m not going alone.
I`ll burn the seas, and level some trees.
I`ll take a species
Back to the ground.
Not going alone;
Back to the bone.
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