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I walk under moon, my paws cracking bones on frozen dirt
can’t stop howling
I smell your warmth behind walls, and I bite air like it’s flesh I can’t reach
howling, howling
There is bloodlust in my eyes
growling
You laugh from your towers, but I’m under your floors now, chewing through wires...
I hate your breath, I hate your fragile trembling world(hate your everyting)
I don’t hunt for food, I hunt because I need the scream
howling, howling
growling growling
Oowww, I’m hunting — not because I’m starving, but because I love the panic,
howl for me — scream for me — beg for me
Every time I tear into flesh, I remember who I am(howling, howling)
And baby, I am not your nightmare — I am worse, I am real.
howling, howling
howling, howling
howling, howling

howling (first vers)

frank ocean lover ☆ im just full of nostalgia 

im going to die , but there's a lot of things I haven't done yet that I dont wanna do alone .

how much time do you have ?

about three months . (1 month .)

Fly high moonbin , I miss yhuu more thn anything , LLM 🕊 .

The moon meets the stars .

howling (first vers)

godsickness