song lyrics from the callous daoboys posted at pseudorandom intervals (approx. 8 times/day)
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@ijomeli@void.rehab
having now seen the collection in its potential final form
we now know that these pieces weren't just created by man
but by heartbreak, anguish, frustration, infidelity, lust, addiction, divorce and suffering
one may imagine the head of a constantly changing beast
may your presence be felt and known by this human knowledge
as we pray in the name and the power of jesus, amen
record your message at the tone
with your bones attached to my collared shirt
she said it feels like fucking us both
is meant to challenge, provoke and above all
your bashful projection, all at a standstill?
star baby, who's the one you're thinking of when you bite my lip and call me overzealous?
but to talk across this landmine
you deform it like a bear trap
everything looks so beautiful
finding the right familiar, forcing them into the bunker
whatever you could imagine in poor taste
is a new favorite game of the famous poor house, so
hike up your skirt, spill champagne on the coffin
get off her socks, spill red wine in the trash
through kick-snare rhythms
stand with me while say when. i said when
or perhaps consider a different path through the museum of failure
love my stupid phone calls
they tend to look alike
for 100 hundred fucking years, babe
everyone's a fuck
phone home
thin and decent so are we with our dependent means
