song lyrics from the callous daoboys posted at pseudorandom intervals (approx. 8 times/day)
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@ijomeli@void.rehab
i hope you brought guns, cuz here they come to kill
left or right, they came to kill
they rip you apart in a typhoon of hate
then pull out your throat to make sure you never swim
full of guilt for good reasons
just stay, we'll explain it again
and if they keep talking about my god like that
stabilize it
opium sounds so good
give me that pipe i wanna bitch and complain about my girl
till it haunts me
the drugs can come up and get on the floor
this isn't a work of fiction, and i would kill for you to dismiss it
'cause i coulda picked something easier
i coulda been a contender
blackmail sensation, distract yourself from changes in this bold operation
and not to mention, a lack of follow through
one to build monuments to
when you bit off more than you could chew
but i don't decide to try to put weight on you darling, featherweight
there's so much hell here
if there are no need for peace
kindly remind us to the peace jesus already gave towards us
if there's a need for healing and relationship
we ask that you would stand between those in need
yes, each of them, your eyes could see the other
let your love prevail
if the need is physical
with the same thing that created us
in such a way that our bodies would try to heal itself
and we ask it to magnify that healing
we pray that you bring healing to our body, mind and spirit
for those in need of your guidance
we are reminded of your scripture in proverbs, which says
"trust in the lord with all your heart
and lean not on your own understanding"
thank you, as we give ourselves to you
you long to lead us
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
sing the brittle hymn, be filled with eternal light!
make sure that your high horse is tightened up, fastened in
consent to death
the lights seemed to dance to the beat of my watering eyes
you knew eventually i'd write something that didn't suck
that "vicious appetite" reading off a teleprompter
it's not like a ouija board
(draw the cocaine star)
on the black ice
