song lyrics from the callous daoboys posted at pseudorandom intervals (approx. 8 times/day)
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i'll lie to you just like a sign
with big brown climax eyes
lead us not into over-complication
trash talking to the non-existent camera
my half-cocked journalistic endeavors
my black helicopters and cia scanners
it's 1 to 2 over under on the drama queen
looking for the pillow, looking for the coffin
sun and chase
you to believe
that this world
(and you're back with 104.3 daoboys, your number one source for adult contemporary)
held together inside manila prisons
as he gives up his sense of space and time he
runs up and down, spits on his own chin
gets down in a seal push-up position
hock that shit again, i dare you
hock that shit again, i swear to you
i had a million dreams, i had a thousand visions, yeah
it's only curses pointing
for one fang doesn't shake another's hand
"as i wash your body, i will fill hell with you"
with your every limb in any consequence
with your bones attached to my collared shirt
i'd just sink to the siphonophore and hope it grows into my viscera
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
whilst the second head of the pig snuffs out every word of regret
this is true failure, embodied and immortalized
this is embarrassment painted over the first and last name of the grave
(is the recording on?)
screaming, dying to come out of you
it's as if everything that you've ever loved has to come through right now
which is all we have, this is all we have
we have nothing else
in the statue engravings on your popcorn past
i have never rolled my eyes this far or this hard
a student of your own safety, ever changing
