I don’t hate people, I just ain’t feeling demons

Outsider

Outlaw

Outcast

Ripped jean knee draft

Inside

Out of sight

Out of light

Out of line

On the outside looking in

Since the first sand grain

Since that bell chimed

Sir star slime

Darkest of circles

D3 deficient

Snow life

Nocturnal

Skin white as Persil

Pout, night scout

No doubt

Way out of touch

Rarely leave the house

Maybe once every drought

’Cos out dere is alienz

It’s safer on the couch.