song lyrics from the callous daoboys posted at pseudorandom intervals (approx. 8 times/day)
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write a hit summer album, never worry again i'll lie to you just like a sign
you should know by now that it's not cool to wear metalcore t-shirts around your family
hike up your skirt, spill champagne on the coffin
i wouldn't pray against jonah's fate of being consumed
coward, you think you own everything
yes, my god is a nesting doll she feels so real in the scheme of it all she's the rich man's bermuda triangle shallow when i spit so i swallow my congestion and i'm just fine with that she stole my heart, i don't want it back i'd rather sing to my muse than sell a fucking t-shirt
this is i don't want to see you in heaven by the callous daoboys
ripping open the author of these words with more and more blood the head of a fox wearing the young writer's body to prop them up
did you know that we play house on the same
so i can't see a way to go on just living i think i'll hang from a ceiling fan that sounds fine to me
but if he dies, it's worse
i know that you would never think to push me too, but here we are again we can push each other to hell and back
looking for the pillow, looking for the coffin
whatever we get, we fucking deserve
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