song lyrics from the callous daoboys posted at pseudorandom intervals (approx. 8 times/day)
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and the sewage of the title tracks could have had a hint of subtlety
(change my mind) (change my mind)
these words couldn't be more torn these branches couldn't be more important 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
i never wanted to take up all your time)
theory disposal advance pose
is meant to challenge, provoke and above all
do you feel the blades inside you?
everyone gets tired everyone gets tired of creative torture
no, there is no answer there's no answer
spill it in your purse with the cap off
i smell deliverance in lake water gasoline i smell deliverance so take it off and remember the love scene
and to bloom is to fall on the sword "how can i milk this?" "how weak can he truly feel?"
candy paint came from abstinence
i had a million dreams, i had a thousand visions, yeah
and if i make it west, if it takes all year i'll swallow my tongue and curse route 66
there's so much space and time left to discover (even when it's dead and turning into salt)
you can breathe outside, i lied to make you stay
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